Rating: S (only because earthquakes always freak me out)
I awoke at 4:30ish this morning to find my bed shaking. The dog had popped up off his bed as if something was wrong. I thought at first it was an earthquake, being the oversensitive Californian that I am, but then I thought that was not possible. After all, this is Missouri, so I figured that it was a really loud clap of thunder and the shaking was a rumble of thunder or maybe the cat decided to wash herself and I was feeling motion from that.
It was later that I found out it was a 5.2 earthquake I felt. Let me just say that I dislike earthquakes, regardless of how many I’ve felt. My husband, on the other hand wants to feel one, as he never has. Here’s the irony: He was out of town this week and missed it.
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