“It is a windy, slate-colored November afternoon, two days before Thanksgiving, two days after we planted our tree. On site are a couple of HVAC mechanics, who are installing our new heating and air-conditioning system in the basement; a team of drywallers, who are taping up seams on the second floor; and a carpenter, who has just returned from lunch. There is no reason to think that our job will not continue flowing toward completion—until, at an indeterminate moment before 12:20 p.m., someone ...opens a valve on the natural gas line. Days will pass before we ferret out the details. All we know at first is that once the valve has been opened, the gas line—a slender silver pipe running behind the new drywall in the kitchen, which possesses an end point that resembles the sneering face of a snake—begins to leak natural gas. For a period that might last minutes or mere seconds, gas climbs up the western wall, prowling skyward under the house’s skin, then rolls across the kitchen ceiling, and then descends within the soffits on the eastern wall, unfurling along the entire length of the dining room-kitchen.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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