Yoo Hoo! Buzz Called Out. Y'All Got Any Crème De Cacao?, Page 99.

It was a bomb that changed the shape of things. A bomb that warped the line. Its impact coursed across the land like the wind which row by row bends the field of ripe corn and it gnarls and buckles every shape in its path and it does not distinguish between the animate and the inanimate. They saw the flash. They heard its dampened pop.