"Did a shadow fall across the moon, or did the moon simply go out, extinguished as abruptly and completely as a candle?" -Madeline L'Engle, A Wrinkle In Time
Yesterday was not a school day, but Big Z wanted us to wake her at the usual time, which is 6:24. I did wake her, and we ate a languid breakfast under the fluorescent lights of the kitchen. BAH came out from his shower and joined us.
"Why isn't it light out yet?" He asked. I looked around and noticed that it was, in fact, totally pitch black out.
"That's weird... Wait a bit, I guess. The sun is lazy today."
"Maybe it's cloudy out?" Said Z.
"Yes, maybe. But there should be some light."
We did wait until after breakfast, and still... Absolutely no light outside. We determined that it was cloudy, yes, and it is the week before the time changes, but still. There should be some light.
But there wasn't.
So we waited a little bit longer... And I was thinking about the Road and how during that whole book, the sun never comes out, but they never explain why...
And then we all three figured out at about the same time what was going on: the power had gone out sometime in the night, and made our alarm clock skip to twenty-one minutes in the future... Which, combined with an unusually cloudy day, made the sun apparently come up a half an hour late.
I was relieved. We will not be living out the rest if our days in darkness. Phew. Dodged that bullet.