The sirens were sudden and deafening, lights flashing across the sooty sky, and I was momentarily disoriented. Another test?
The double pulse of the siren told me no. This was for real. A strike, about to hit.
I grabbed my tote bag, the one Mom sewed. I couldn't think. You're supposed to have an emergency bag. You're supposed to be *prepared*, and I wasn't, could never be - I grabbed shirts, underwear, a set of pads, my link, everything I could think of, and I ran for the shelter -
And everything went white -
Be prepared! Reversible tote bag and cotton flannel menstrual pads, both by Spoothbrush.
Sorry so short - unexpected interruption in flow. Is cool now.
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