In the Alley #amwriting

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In the Alley

When the barometer drops, I feel the rotation in the churning clouds. I’m itching to be with Jeff, chasing storms instead of sick in bed on my cell listening to them talk about congestion on the dirt roads. Too many novices craving tornado selfies.

“You’d hate it,” Jeff says. “It’s a freakin’ parade.”

Fear spikes. “Don’t get blocked in.”

“Me?” He chuckles.

Someone tweets: an F-4 heading south toward Jeff. The call ends. No signal.

Hail taps at the window. Debris swirls in the motel parking lot. Darkness devours. Sirens wail.

No need to chase the storm, it’s found me.




Sascha Darlington


49 thoughts on “In the Alley #amwriting

  1. Since I’m a little late to the reading game ~ been “under the weather” ~ everyone else has said exactly what I would have said. Growing up in Denver, CO we had a few tornado warnings come down the wire and that was pretty freaky. Nicely told.

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