Leo, at least, had the decency to look apologetic. "We really did try to call. The storm must have knocked out the cell towers."
I sighed. "Yeah, the power's out too. So unless you brought a generator—"
Ollie gasped. "Oh my God, we should have brought a generator!"
"We have generators," said Nathan. "They're supposed to kick on automatically."
As we moved through the house, Ollie attempted to foist the Hawaiian shirts upon us.
"Come on, Vanessa," he whined, shaking the floral monstrosity in my face. "You'd look amazing in this. It brings out your eyes!"
I shoved it away. "This shirt is neon green and covered in parrots."
"Exactly! Contrast."
Nathan, who had been silently checking windows, looked over his shoulder. "Ollie, if you don't put that shirt away, I'm throwing you back outside."
"Why? I'm adorable."
The entire house shuddered as something heavy slammed into the roof.
We all froze.
"Was that a palm tree?" I whispered.
