That summer seemed to last forever, packed with golden afternoons, soft breezes, and gentle rain that fell overnight as the town slept.
August came and went, with weather as perfect as a postcard. When school resumed, they had to run the air conditioners all through September. The leaves fell in 80-degree heat, leaving the birds unsure weather to migrate or not. Children trick-or-treated without jackets for the first time in living memory.
People commented on the fine weather, but didn’t start to worry until November arrived without snow in the forecast.
We didn’t find the weather control machine until December.

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