Chapter 7: Feelings?
The storm had passed. Only the puddles left in the road gave evidence of it and the bright green of the trees that a fresh rain left behind. The birds flitted about the trees as though celebrating that all had survived the wrath of nature.
I looked outside through the kitchen window and gave a smile to the warm sun. Mother Nature warms us after scaring us half to death. The relief inside of me was still present. Maybe it would never go away.
It had been last summer when a boat had last been caught in a storm. It was a similar story of a mechanical problem. Two boats that had been on their way in turned around and tugged the damaged on in. They had made it in just before a storm hit that down power lines and caused structural damage.