Chapter 26: Be Safe
June 18. The day was thunderous with an alarming storm. The wind was feisty and not at all friendly. Water spirals of various sizes evolved on the Gulf’s surface but soon vanished, becoming lost within the storm’s mass. The temperature dropped twenty degrees and the rain pelted everything. A tropical storm had arrived overnight and early that morning, bringing about its rage, uncertainty, and heartless behavior.
Ging entered my office at Turtle Bay Publishing shortly after two o’clock in the afternoon. He carried a manila-colored folder in his right hand, helped himself to the empty seat across from my desk, and placed the folder in front of me. “This is going to make your day, my friend.”
Nothing was going to make my day, I guessed. Although I loved the rain it was
