Laurel stared at the screen for a second, then picked up the call.
"Mr. Lennox?" She said quietly.
Chris's voice came from the other side, calm as always, but this time there was something sharper under it.
"It's happening," he said, almost as if he didn't want it to be true.
Laurel's breath caught. "The heat?" she asked, even when she was sure it was what he was referring to.
Sometimes she wished she was wrong, and everything she had experienced was just a dream, unfortunately, it was real, and this was the first sign of it.
"Yes," Chris replied. "It is all over the news, the weather experts claim it is climate change due to the ozone layer depletion. It's not noon yet and it's already rising unnaturally."
Laurel squeezed the phone tighter in her hand. "I told you. If I were you, I would start stockpiling."
