“Hey, come quick. There’s a man walking on the power lines outside the window,” Tara urged from the office.
Sure enough, there he was. He and his companion were dressed in the uniforms of the electric company and were walking along the power lines, inexplicably unbundling the wires that were spiralled together.
Tara stuck her head out the window for a photo op. The lineman looked up, smiled and held his hand up in the V for victory gesture thatis commonly used for photos here. His coworker, standing closer to the utility pole, laughed.
