CHAPTER TEN
Late Sunday night, May 22, 2011
Approximately 5 hours after tornado strike
“My cell phone would not work. I felt stranded. I didn't know who was where. I didn't know what was going on.” —Tommie K. Ava
Cara Edens' Home
Cara spent the next half hour working with her family members, trying to salvage everything they could.
"We have to worry about looters," Mr. Edens said. "Put everything you think can be saved in Uncle Todd's truck."
Cara found a soiled shirt and one soaked shoe. Clothes and shoes could be washed. She glanced at her family members. They were still in their comfy clothes, more suitable for watching Sunday sports than cleaning up wreckage. Her nephew was wrapped in his grandfather's hoodie. His overnight bag was missing, so they'd stripped him of his wet clot
