it was like a movie. It was horrible sleety rain outside, but I was going to brave it anyway — the path to the Skating Rink is a side road, straight shot, so it would have been fine as long as I took it slow. I checked — yup, still rain. I got my towel and camera and cell phone, put on my shoes, and opened the door at the same time the phone rang.
It was Kitti.
She was looking out her own front door, at a scene much like this.