The visit to the Gurdwara had come to an end. By evening, the weather had changed completely. Dark clouds covered the sky. Strong winds rustled the trees along the road. The air carried the familiar scent of rain. Everyone gathered near the parking area. Mrs. Gill immediately looked up at the sky.
Mrs Gill - It looks like a storm is coming.
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