Chapter 125: A Dark and Stormy Night
A huge clap of thunder nearly shook Shasta from her bed. She had no idea how long she'd been asleep. She had read in bed for a while before finally switching off the lantern. The weather had been calm then.
Now, a tempest was unleashing all its apocalyptic fury on her little island. She could hear rain pounding the roof in torrents. Wind howled through the trees and all around the cabin, adding to the cacophony of sounds, and she was blinded by a brilliant flash of lightning, only to be shaken by the immediate report of its corresponding thunder.
She hunkered down in the middle of the bed, pulling the covers up to her eyes. Shasta had never liked storms. She could recall many times on location, when she'd been locked in her own hotel room for
