happened?” she asked.
“I was riding in when I saw the bolt of lightning hit the porch. I vaulted off my horse and ran to the hose and started fighting the flames. Gramps came out the back door and tried to help, but—”
“I was sitting in my chair asleep when a loud crack woke me. What that tractor didn’t do, the boom nearly did.”
They looked at the smoldering roof of the porch.
“It could’ve been worse,” Caleb said. His words were punctuated by the roof crumbling onto the porch.
Silence settled until a choked laugh escaped Kaye. She looked around, guilt flushing her cheeks.
Joel shook his head. Caleb fought his smile while Gramps just shook his head and walked back inside.
Caleb thought about what Joel said. “Did you see the lightning actually strike the house?”
Under the soot on his face, Joel frowned. “I did. Why?”
“Horsefeathers.” Gramps’s comment drifted through the screened back door.
Caleb rubbed the back of his neck. “Because if there was a direct strike, it probably fried all the electronics in the house.”
Kaye sat down next to Caleb. “What else could go wrong?”
“Do you really want to know?”
She shook her head. “No.”
But when it rained, it poured. And it was raining hard.
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