Molly

It takes several seconds to calm myself down enough to function but still, I'm shaking like a shitting dog. Hearing Tom call my name was a massive help, to know that he's ok brings me some much-needed sense of peace. He's running in our direction from the storm shelter but he's still a bit away from us screaming both mine and Christian's names.

I catch movement to his left and see the Tornado still going, still tearing through everything in its path and taking no prisoners. ...