Chapter 35

“Yeah!Let’s go already!”Dallas replied and struggled to keep the door open as the wind was trying to rip it from his hands.

Noah deposited the sheep into the pen,where it baaed and struggled to its feet,going toward the closest stack of hay.Noah turned around and jogged back out of the shed.He helped Dallas close the doors.

“You said there weren’t hurricanes!”Dallas accused him when the wind blasted them with full force.

“There aren’t!This is extreme to the max!”Noah yelled over the howling.

They struggled their way back across the yard,and Noah cringed when an old oil barrel they had used for burning leaves and stuff near the compost heap at the edge of the yard suddenly bounced past them.

The tin plate roof of the sauna rattled but held—so far.

When a large birch branch suddenly flew onto their path pretty much out of nowhere,Dallas grabbed Noah’s hand and they ran even faster toward the house.