John was buying Twinkies when it happened. When it came down. They were right on the edge of town. Maybe 70 feet from where it came down. The gas station manager ran outside to see what had caused that shake. Then the radio sputtered to life, uttering a message that talked about a town meeting at the local coffee shop. John took a few of the others, most of them his friends, and made his way to the coffee shop. He wanted to know what had happened. They all did. He and his friends sat down at an empty booth and waited for whoever was in charge to start talking.