Away from the tornado that would surely touch down any moment.
Days like this were not completely out of the ordinary. Wichita Falls had never been the safest area in tornado alley. The city itself usually missed any severe damage from the weather. Still, the man on the news asked the residents to stay safe. To shelter in place.
Away from the debris that would be traveling at eighty miles per hour.
The air was so loud that it was nearly impossible for the pair to hear themselves think. Wind whipped around all sides of the house. Rain flooded the roof, making its way under the shingles and barely into the gutter. Sandra hadn't even heard the side door open or the footsteps of her son. She also didn't hear the speeding car that hit her son. Or the last scream that managed to escape his lungs."
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