Chapter 4: The Flood

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“We have to get back inside!” I rushed for the door. A lawn chair blew past me and I felt Lin on my other side trying to unwedge the door stop. But neither of us were strong enough. Kai and Jolie tried to push, but the wind had picked up and the door was heavy. The cyclone must have started spinning right on top of us–or at least it felt that way–because I couldn’t see or hear anything.

“My parents!” I heard Jolie yell into my ear. And I think she was crying, but I couldn’t tell because of her rain soaked glasses.

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