After the Storm
My mama was a no nonsense lady. We had just experienced a tornado but life had to go on. Our faithful cow, Jersey, was waiting to be milked and mama was going to do just that. But, before she did, I received my instructions. I was to stay IN the house and stay OUT of trouble.
Debris from twisted and broken trees were strewn everywhere. Strange objects were deposited in our yard while items that had been on our porch or in our yard were gone.
In the meantime, we had no word from daddy or my brother as to the fate of our neighbors, the Dahmanns.