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It was a sunny day, and John was about finished playing baseball with his friends. His sister called him in for dinner. "A big storm is coming," she said, "Mom says to pack our things." John was confused. It was summer, and there wasn't a cloud in sight. "Mom problably just listened to the forecast again," He said, "It doesn't look like there's going to be a storm." John went and sat at the table, but his sister was packing all her stuff. It was going to be a long night. (To be continued...)