“He looked out the window every so often and watched as it punished the island into submission. Jagged bolts of lightning electrified the ground. Trees bent sideways in the blustering wind. Tag could have sworn that he never heard thunder that loud in his life. The swells out in the bay looked to be at least ten to fifteen feet. Massive whitecaps exploded against the rocks piled up along the coast.He worried about the thousands of people spread out along the island, trying to withstand the eleme...nts. The thought of them huddled in the wind and rain left him despairing and guilt-ridden. If only he could have somehow calmed the unruly mob and organized them into some of the vacant homes on the island, yet reality told him that he had no other choice. There was no way he could have subdued all those people. And at this time of year, there weren’t many vacant homes. It was either protect his own family or suffer the consequences like everyone else. Besides, the pox symptoms would soon be progressing at an alarming rate, and many people would be too disabled to move.Monica groaned from the couch.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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