- Posted July 5, 2014 by
This iReport is part of an assignment:
Hurricane season 2014
H. Arthur Came Knocking
H. Arthur came knocking looking for his wife Sandy very early this morning. We told him he came two years too late. He asked us if we knew which direction she was heading when she left. We told him she was going north on the east Atlantic seaboard the last time we saw her. He told us we weren't of any help at all. Then He made a fist and rolled his eyes at us, took our power, our phone and Internet services, took down our trees, lifted off some roofs, threatened us with bodily harm, flooded some of our roads, then angrily dashed back to sea and continued his furious journey northwards. The most scary part of this entire ordeal were H. Arthur's last words to us before he departed our sleepy harbor town. His words were "I'll be back." He did not say those words so loud but softly and calmly, and yet so sinister and without a thrill. And where else on earth have I heard those very same words?