Chapter 111

Tucker

Late August - A Year Later

“I normally wouldn’t be running this meeting, but FEMA has requested that we be on call for the potentially devastating event in the Gulf this week.” Mason looks out at all of us.

Today, he looks older than normal, almost like he believes all the reports that have been coming in. A Category Five Hurricane is barreling toward the Florida Panhandle and the Gulf Coast.

He pulls up a weather map. The storm looks even nastier than it has the past few times we’ve gotten an update, if that’s even possible. With my left hand, I reach over, grabbing Karsyn’s hand in mine. I smile slightly as I feel her do what she’s done since she slipped the ring on my finger. She caresses it, playing with the symbol of our devotion to one another.