It was the worst storm of the year, and it had to be the one night that I decided to make my get-away. If I thought the hailstorm couldn’t get worse, I soon discovered how naive I was.
Thunder roared, breaking sound barriers, and lightning crashed, shooting hot streaks of light across the ominous sky, hemming me in from every direction. Winds howled as the blinding sheets of rain pummeled my Beetle.
I sped down the countryside as my car rocked like a baby’s cradle. The headlights were hardly enough to see the dark road ahead, but it didn’t deter me from speeding. I feared my car might get swept away by raging floodwaters, coupled that with towering pine snapping in two. I had no other choice. I prayed to make it to Ms. Noel’s in one piece. I checked my rearview mirror. No signs of anothe
