The Time of Her Life (2009)
“Maggie drove her home because the freeze and sudden thaw had turned the path through the meadow into a rivulet that flowed straight to the Tunbridges’ side door, trickled between the earth and the old stone foundation, and came sluicing down the cellar wall in a narrow, steady stream of water that triggered the sump pump in the dirt floor. The Tunbridges’ house reverberated ever so slightly even on the second floor to the whir and thud, whir and thud, of its emergency drainage system.
In th...e whole of Lunsbury water ran everywhere. The ditch from the golf course overflowed and churned beyond the banks of the Secret Feather River, dislodging and carrying with it debris and ragged sheets of ice that surfaced like tag ends of Ivory soap bars, opaque and dingy. All over town people struggled with waterlogged carpets in their rec rooms, sodden woodwork and water-streaked walls and ceilings in their finished basements.
Claudia moved through the rooms of the house she and Avery had built, aware of the silky whisper of trickling water.MoreLess
In th...e whole of Lunsbury water ran everywhere. The ditch from the golf course overflowed and churned beyond the banks of the Secret Feather River, dislodging and carrying with it debris and ragged sheets of ice that surfaced like tag ends of Ivory soap bars, opaque and dingy. All over town people struggled with waterlogged carpets in their rec rooms, sodden woodwork and water-streaked walls and ceilings in their finished basements.
Claudia moved through the rooms of the house she and Avery had built, aware of the silky whisper of trickling water.MoreLess
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