Early in the morning, Ray stood by the window, watching the thick fog quickly dissipate.

During the day, the fog cleared; at night, it returned in dense sheets. It seemed tied to the sun, but Ray wasn't an astrophysicist. He could only guess at the pattern—why it happened, he had no clue.

Even if he knew, so what? Could he change the extreme weather?

What occupied his mind instead were the new neighbors.

How on earth had they survived? Why hadn't the Finley family gone after them?

As he pon