~Noelle~
The tsunami did hit us, and there was no way to avoid it. But it caused us little damage, because my husbands were gods. They had access to things that normal people wouldn't be able to have. So it made up for the disaster that the island had become. We moved the newbies into our home where they were under heavy watch. I had my son perched in my lap engaged in a conversation with Milo as though they could understand each other perfectly.
My eyes were focused on the mess going on outside. The rain was tough, and I felt the water continued to rise. Dante had confirmed that the island wasn't sinking, and he was thinking deeply of what we could do when things got out of hand.
I wish we'd kept the ship, but I understand why it had to go. They could always steal another from those rich fuckers but….
My gut has been all sorts of wrong. Something is on its way. Something that was far from the normal we'd grown accustomed too.
