nursecosette

It was an awful sound, a sound all of the children and most of the adults had never heard. Of course, they'd heard of hearing it; wasn't there a fire back in '38? It wasn't a fire-siren, it was an air-raid siren, nobody knew why it was an air-raid siren but they did use it for fire nowadays. There had never been an air-raid in Massachusetts. Regardless, it was loud and it got the point across and it dragged Kaufmann from his bed. Good God, it hurt, it sliced through his eardrums and his hungover brain like a hot knife through flesh, good God, how his head throbbed. At first he thought vaguely of some other place and some other time and he tho