A few days later we were sitting in the living room, watching the morning news as we ate toast and eggs and sipped coffee. One good thing about Connor’s painting mania — he didn’t tend to get started until after nine in the morning at the earliest, so at least we could have a leisurely start to our day. We didn’t always turn on the news, but he was thinking about doing some plein air painting soon and wanted to catch the weather report. Apparently the Wilcoxes didn’t have anyone with true weather sensitivity, something the McAllisters definitely had up on them. On the other hand, we didn’t have a healer, nor a true seer, so the balance sheet still wasn’t all that even.
All of the Arizona news came out of Phoenix, which had always made the weather reports pretty much useless to me back hom
