They were making headway by the minutes and seconds, but they were drifting dangerously to the left, and Allixon realized they were caught in a current that threatened to wash the lifeboat past the Island. Because there were no more paddles in the canoe, the others were forced to sit and wait for Trevor and Luke to save them from being swept out to single.
A solitary bolt of lightning burst across the black sky, followed by many others that flashed over the horizon like the Northern Lights. Allixon had a fleeting thought that it would be nice if she wasn't so terrified.
The wind had been fierce enough, blowing waves into the boat. The sky had opened up, and sheets of rain pelted the water in an unyielding staccato. Allixon had no idea that a bright day might turn terrible so quickly.
