The sky grew black, the lightning flashed, the wind raved, the rain fell in gusts.
The storm was at its height when Kate quit watching it and arose, preoccupied with her first trip to a dining car, thinking about how little food she could order and yet avoid a hunger headache.

The twisting whirlwind struck her face as she stepped from the day coach to go to the dining car.

She threw back her head and sucked her lungs full of the pure, rain-chilled air.

She was accustomed to being out in storms, she liked them.

One second she paused to watch the gale sweeping the fields, the next a twitch at her hair caused her to throw up her hands and clutch wildly at nothing.