Sitting impatiently on my porch, foot tapping aggressively the red and blue lights catch my eye. Shooting up from my rocking chair, I rush over to the cruiser as soon as it parks.
"What happened? Is everyone okay?!" Looking through passenger side window my eyes move to the back where Marie and her dad are sitting. "Where is Olive?"
"Was just about to ask you the same thing… She kind of wondered off on us back at Mr. Berkley's mortuary was hoping you got any call or contact with her at all."
Shaking my head, she lets out an exasperated sigh. Pulling herself from the seat we make our way inside. By this point the weather has clamed a bit, but most of us knew better. Holding the door open, I look out into the woodlands. The calm before the storm, this was only the beginning for sure.