Chapter Twenty-Nine
12 Days Later
Haley stood sipping a clear soda trying to settle her churning stomach while Axel and his family received visitors into the horse arena. The arena was now home to some six dozen families whose homes had been destroyed by the tornado. But today, the cots and personal belongings had been cleared away. In their place, tables and chairs had been set up for a memorial service and barbecue. Warren’s service would be the last, and possibly biggest, of the seven people who’d lost their lives in the tornado.
The governor had declared Prairie a disaster area, and with that, the National Guard and FEMA had boots on the ground, facilitating cleanup and the long, slow process of determining how to rebuild. Or if to rebuild, as she’d heard in occasional mutterings fr
