It was a cheap, battery-operated clock I purchased at Kohls several years ago. It has one battery to keep the clock going and another for the pendulum. However, with the uneven walls on our old two-story house, the pendulum never worked for any length of time. Oh, Cliff tried making a shim for it, but nothing kept it going long. The clock kept time just fine, and we soon quit thinking about the unmoving pendulum.
So last week I brought the clock here, to the mobile home, hung it on the wall and thought no more about it. Cliff was the one to notice, several hours later, that the pendulum was moving.
"It must be a trailer-house clock," he said.
Here now, for your viewing pleasure, is the clock, which shall henceforth be known as Lazarus.
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