Listening to every heart
True story: a few years ago, there was a bad hurricane down south of me, pinpoint Wichita Kansas on a map and go a big East. A friend of ours had taken roses to his wife for their anniversary. He placed the glass vase on the table, plunked the roses in, turned on the news, heard the sirens, grabbed spouse and kids and headed for the basement.
When they came back up, the walls of the house were gone.
The roses, in the crystal vase on the table, remained untouched.