#Chapter322 – The Storm

Cora

The weather, bizarrely, gets worse as we drive. I’m usually not skittish about driving in bad weather, by as the miles pass I feel myself getting more and more anxious. The water pounds against the windshield and thunder booms around us, lightening flashing through. the forests through which we drive.

“What the hell is this,” Roger growls, leaning forward to look up into the sky. “I can’t believe it’s lasted this long and it’s raining harder, not letting up..

“Can you even see?” I ask, my hands gripping the leather of my seat anxiously now as I

stare out the windshield in front of us. To me it looks like a vast sheet of grey water with

the occasional flare of the guard car’s brake lights ahead of us.

wwwwww

“I can see,” Roger murmurs in reply, a little annoyed, apparently, that I’d even call his skills

into question. I roll my eyes at this, but trust him there must be something about his

wolf senses that can see into the road ahead of us that my eyes cannot make out. Still,

despite my trust, I’m anxious. We could run into another car, or a fallen tree, or a lost animal at any moment – how could we even see it coming?

My phone lights up in the cupholder next to me and I release my grip on my seat to grab it,

looking at the new text from Ella. “Roger,” I say, anxious, glancing at him. “Ella says it’s not

even raining at home what –

I

But suddenly the car lurches, skidding sideways a little I see the diver’s wheel shift in

Roger’s hands, moving without his control – hear him curse under his breath as the car

hydroplanes and drifts at high speed to our left. I give a little shriek, pressing my eyes.

tense – anticipating at any moment that

a

to a stop, and I

frustrated but in control of the car

okay. We just hit some high

car?” I gasp, still freaked out, looking

phone, glancing

.

his phone now, speaking

speak for a few moments, trying to figure out a plan, but

good, Cora,” Roger says, hanging up the phone and turning to me. “They can’t

have to backtrack and find a new route.”

“We can’t like… ford the

raises an eyebrow and gestures towards the water in front of

minute. As I watch, what looks like an

a river across the road.

did that happen so fast?” I ask, a little

another?”

know,” Roger replies, his voice tight as he turns

line. I watch him, waiting for him to

he doesn’t, his

realize that he already knows what I’m just now figuring

this storm…is not

my words

to get through it, Cora,” he promises, his

and heads in the other direction.

of this. But instead of telling him that, I just nod, sitting back tensely in my seat as we

as we drive back down the road, though, the storm does not let up.

us and the tree limbs whip wildly above, threatening to

us at any moment.

of ice, I open my

get out

me to it. “It’s no good, Cora,”

to stop I know that for sure, I don’t want to ride on this road any longer in this storm – but what’s waiting

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