TITLE: TEMPEST'S CURSE
GENRE: Young Adult Fantasy
Janelle paced in front of the bay window, unable to tear her gaze from the black rolling clouds and blasting wind outside. “Dad, we have got to get out of here!”
“It’s okay, honey.” Her father turned away from the glass to face her with a blank expression. “The storm won’t hurt us.”
Every palm tree in their yard bent over as if pointing them back to Michigan , to the safety she’d left behind. Rain beat against the roof and a roar surrounded the house.
Icy terror raced through her veins as she backed away to stand behind the couch. “Please. I want to go to the shelter!”
Her father came over and took her arms, staring down at her and speaking in a level voice. “I know this is scary, but take a deep breath and calm down. You’ll understand it all soon.”
A piece of sheet metal scraped and somersaulted its way down the street.
“Understand what? What’s wrong with you?” Janelle ducked out of his grasp, fighting back the scream building in her lungs. She dodged around boxes to the television and turned the volume up to drown out the howling wind. “Listen to this.” Maybe then he’d get her the hell out of here.
A weatherman’s voice boomed through the room as he pointed to a green and yellow radar mess behind him. The eye of Hurricane Gary twisted closer to shore, and Janelle’s new home, Palm Grove, stood right in its path.