Flash and Bones
LOOKING BACK, I THINK OF IT AS RACE WEEK IN THE RAIN. THUN-derboomers almost every day. Sure, it was spring. But these storms were over the top.
In the end, Summer saved my life.
I know. Sounds bizarre.
This is what happened.
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Bloated, dark clouds hung low to the ground, but so far no rain.
Lucky break. I’d spent the...