Chapter 34: Teasing
The wind and rain build outside as Edwin grows with anger, sweeping inland. The bungalow doesn’t sound as if it will make it through the hurricane as shutters are ripped off and strewn into the Gulf like pieces of paper. Palms slap against its stucco walls with fury. Telephone poles careen through the air like paper airplanes. Yard ornaments are lost at sea, taken away by Edwin’s rage. Mailboxes that line beach roads splinter off their woods and vanish along the Coast. Spirals of wind mixed with a heavy downpour beat against the bungalow, wanting inside. A howling and rumbling sound echoes throughout all of Barefoot Beach, charged by the hurricane’s daunting obliteration.
I lay nestled against Trent, comma-shaped and alert. Midnight has come and gone, morning only hou
