Tornado Season
Last April I woke to the sound of tornado sirens. I grabbed my son and all the pillows I could muster. We hid downstairs in the utility room. We heard wind tearing at our apartment. When it was over we looked outside at the destruction.
Last April I woke to the sound of tornado sirens. I grabbed my son and all the pillows I could muster. When it was over we looked outside at the destruction. We heard wind tearing at our apartment. We hid downstairs in the utility room.