The sky goes dark so fast I think I'm imagining it. One second, the kids are shrieking over hide-and-seek. The next—it's like the sun gets yanked right out of the sky. Clouds roll in thick and gray, swallowing up the blue like it never existed.
Sara's nose is pressed to the RV window, her breath fogging the glass. "What's happening?"
She hasn't moved since the thunder started.
Caine would probably be upset the blinds are open, but Fenris would know if someone's out there watching us. It should be okay.
Jer bounces between couch cushions. "Maybe aliens. Maybe the apocalypse. Maybe the dinosaurs are reincarnating—"
"Maybe it's just a storm, Jer," Ron cuts in. He definitely has less patience for the younger boy than he does Sara or Bun, probably because Jer never stops talking.
Every time I touch something, I get shocked. Static electricity is strong in the air, but none of the kids mention it. Maybe it's just me.
