Danny
"That wind is picking up speed."
I stand outside the firehouse watching the evening sky get darker as the storm system moves in. Although the weather service has been warning us for days, I don't think any of us are prepared for the electricity that seems to be lighting up the air.
"Haven't seen anything like this in a few years," Chance says as he stands next to me, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Not sure I remember ever seeing conditions like these."
"It's dry." Gauge comes to join us. "Don't have a good feeling about this. Even though it's early in the year, we didn't have much snow, even at the high elevations."
"Yeah." Chance rubs at his face. "We were in drought conditions last year too."
"Rook." Gauge points back at the firehouse. "Go let the guys inside know what'
