I watch through the windows as the sky goes from heavy and gray to dark and cloudy. Thunder cracks so loud it rattles the glass, and Sophie shrieks.
“It’s fine,” I say automatically, even as lightning splits the sky in a jagged streak.
Rain slams against the house in sheets, and the trees in the backyard bend violently.
Tyler steps into the kitchen from the hallway, scrolling on his phone. “They said it might get bad,” he mutters, just as another c***k of thunder splits the sky.
The lights flicker once, then again, and everything suddenly goes black.
Sophie screams again, and this time Lucas joins her.
“Okay!” I clap my hands, trying to instill confidence that I currently do not possess. “Okay, we’re good. It’s just a power outage.”
Tyler’s phone flashlight clicks on, casting sharp
