11/3/2014
Dark clouds covered the expansive Texas sky. I could smell and taste rain in the air. It was coming, but I was sure it was still a day away.
The day started with a trip to the food pantry. We were looking for a few food items at the Stripes gas station. Our fresh fruit and vegetable donations were beginning to run dry; my high calorie intake was probably the culprit. Crystal informed a lady named Michelle that the store had run out of eggs. They got to talking and she happened to be a county commissioner. She said the judge would probably give her the key to the food pantry so that we could get some items to tie us over. The next real city with a selection was still 120 miles away. Thank goodness for small town hospitality.
The warm temperature struck me as odd...
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