Tucker Street, Worthington, Ohio
Tucker Street. Large detached houses of various architectural styles surrounded by generous plots of lushly planted land sit proudly shaded under huge mature trees in the North Columbus town of Worthington, Ohio.
It is a very humid July evening. Nobody is outside, they're all indoors keeping cool in large detached air conditioned houses. There is a haze of mist forming a feet or so above damp green grass lawns. Huge mature tree canopies umbrella the houses and road from the sun. A middle aged guy in running gear jogs along the road.
A sharp crack sound cuts through the white noise drone of traffic on a nearby Interstate and distant freight train horns hauling coal south through Ohio. The crack is followed immediately with a splitting sound. A vast limb of silver birch falls ricocheting off another branch on its way down and flattens the male runner. After the thud and splinter of contact with the man and the ground the scene falls silent. The deer that we're startled into a petrified stance look about then resume grazing on the lush grass lawns.