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“Classic,” she muttered, climbing the rungs with a putty knife clenched in her teeth.

The downspout was the real problem. Water had pooled there, heavy and still. Lena poked a stiff wire down the pipe—once, twice—until, with a gurgling gluck , a dark snake of muck slid free. The backed-up water shuddered, then began to drain with a satisfied sigh. unblocking gutters

Sometimes unblocking the gutters was just about unblocking the gutters. But sometimes, Lena thought, it was a place to start. “Classic,” she muttered, climbing the rungs with a

It was the first Saturday of autumn, and rain had been threatening all week. For Lena, that meant one thing: the gutters. Lena poked a stiff wire down the pipe—once,

That’s when the rain finally arrived—not a storm, just a steady, honest shower. Lena climbed down, soaked but triumphant. She watched the gutters do their quiet work: channeling the chaos away from the house, into the waiting barrel below.