We were just jolted. I moved toward the doorway. Then that was it. Just one big bump.
Brian, getting up, said, “Well, it’s earthquake weather.”
Hot, muggy, the sun almost too bright.
So I went here and read that a 4.7 quake was epicentered in Lake Elsinore.
I thought, I’m glad I’m dressed, in case I have to leave the house. But I should wash my face and brush my teeth, too, put on a little make-up, just in case.
Now Brian’s in the shower. Soon as he’s done, I’ll get in there and make myself presentable, just in case.
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I feel the earth move under my feet