Hillary was awakened by not just noise but a scratching sound. A scratching that sounded busy and desperate.  The sound was coming from the window.  As she looked through the window she was sure it wasn't the rain making the noise.  So she pulled back the blinds to find a mouse on the outside standing up and scratching continuously in an attempt to escape the storm.  The mouse looks so small and harmless.  Hillary lifted the window slowly.  The mouse almost fell into the room.  It landed on the pile of clothes Hillary's mother asked her to bring downstairs..

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