Usually, this time of night I'd be out on an evening walk, but it's extremely windy outside tonight.
I had just gotten past the Jonestown page when I began on the Vilisca murders. Of course, I've known of these events but sometimes I like brushing up on it for fun. I had gotten halfway down the page when I decided to refill my glass of water.
While I walked down the hallway to my kitchen, I bumped into my sister who coincidentally had been researching similar subjects. She accompanied me to discuss what we've been reading, when the light to my kitchen suddenly died. My sister and I actually screamed.
Discuss happy coincidences.