Minding my business in the shampoo aisle of Ralph’s this morning, when all of a sudden all the shelves start shaking. It’s a familiar feeling that I haven’t felt for years. It stops, and starts again. This time, the bottles start falling off the shelves and onto me, so everyone starts running to the front door.
And then the earthquake was over.
The most worrisome part (other than the fact that grocery store shelves look pretty tall when they are threatening to fell over on you) is that cell phones were dead after the quake, so there’s no way to check on loved ones. What will happen if the big one comes?
Rebecca M Ford 