A cyclone hit a Kansas farmhouse just before dawn one morning.
It tore off the roof, and picked up the beds on which the farmer and his wife slept were sleeping. By some miracle, the cyclone set them down unharmed the next county over.
The wife was sobbing uncontrollably.
"Don't be scared, Mary," her husband said.
"We're not hurt."
Mary continued to cry. "I'm not scared,"
She said between sobs. "I'm happy... This is the first time in 14 years we've been out together."
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