He Smirked, Called Me “The Family’s IT Girl,”

“My phone lost signal.”

“So did mine.”

“Power outage?”

Someone laughed nervously.

Dad walked toward the breaker box.

“It’ll be back in a minute.”

I already knew…

It wouldn’t.

Then came the sound.

Deep.

Rhythmic.

Growing louder with every passing second.

Heads tilted toward the sky.

Children stopped running.

Napkins lifted from the tables as rotor wash swept across continue reading …