*Payton*
It's a school located a bit up, kinda on a hill that has been transformed into an emergency and evacuation center. We sit in the back of the truck as we scramble up the road. I am tucked against Logan's side, praying that my parents are okay ... that Amora is okay.
I look back, the town looks like a pile of smoking debris ... columns of dark smoke rising in several places where fires have broken out; hopefully the water will contain them and stop the spreading.
When we arrive, a soldier offers me his hand to get down from the car and I look at him. "Is there a working phone anywhere ? I have someone I badly need to call".
"Sorry ma'am". He shakes his head. "Everyone has someone they need to call".
I nod, I mean I get it, even if I would pay anything they asked to get to hear
