Christian My heart is pounding and while both my lungs and legs are burning I don’t slow my pace. The bridge is a 15-minute walk from here so it shouldn’t take me long to get there if I keep going. The bridge is also in the complete opposite direction on the part of the river where Molly usually goes so how the hell has she ended up there? “Chris, what’s going on?” Jack shouts out the words in between puffed-out breaths as he appears beside me keeping up with my pace. It takes me just seconds to realize that all of my brothers are behind me but I’m not surprised, this is just how we are, we’re there for each other and always have each other's backs even if we don’t know what’s going on. “I’m not sure, I couldn’t hear Tom greatly but he was screaming for Molly to hold on.” I don’t need to say anymore, we just keep running with all we have. We make it to the river bank in just a few minutes and I swear the sight we are greeted with makes me stop breathing for a second. Molly is ha

MollyYou hear people say “I saw my life flash before my eyes” But I could never understand that saying… not until now anyway. The fear I felt while hanging on to the bridge was real and scary and for a moment, I really thought that my end had come but I pushed it aside and convinced myself that even if I did fall, I’d still survive somehow. But right now in this very moment as I watch the Tornado fastly approaching the farm I finally understand the meaning and fuck it’s terrifying.“Molly!” I snap out of my thoughts when I hear Christian’s voice. I don’t know how long he’s been calling me but I’m pretty sure that I zoned out for a moment there. Wrong time for that Molls! “Molly move!” He grabs my hand and pulls hard. “Fuck that’s coming fast! Shit… shit! The horse stable is our only hope, we’re not going to make it to the shelter.” Is he crazy?“Christian, we’ll never survive in there, You need to get back to your kids!” We’re both screaming to be heard over the wind and rain and

Molly It takes several seconds to calm myself down enough to function but still, I'm shaking like a shitting dog. Hearing Tom call my name was a massive help, to know that he's ok brings me some much-needed sense of peace. He's running in our direction from the storm shelter but he's still a bit away from us screaming both mine and Christian's names. I catch movement to his left and see the Tornado still going, still tearing through everything in its path and taking no prisoners. How many lives will be destroyed because of that thing? How many people will lose their lives to it? "Don't look at it, Molls." Christian gently squeezes my waist reminding me that I'm still somewhat sitting on his lap. "It's gone, we're ok, everyone's ok." His words are gentle but firm and I try to believe in them but still, my heart aches for those that won't be as lucky as us. "Shit, sorry I'm still sitting on you like a sloth. Let me get up so you can move. I must have hurt you when I landed on you."

Christian I storm through the fields and all the debris that's fallen out of the sky while cursing to myself. I keep going until I reach one of the old storm-proofed barns that we now use as a gym and don't stop until I'm inside and throwing all my anger at the old leather punch bag that's hanging down from the ceiling by a chain that's properly older than me but that thing holds well, they dont make them like that anymore. My knuckles are throbbing in just a few minutes which is my own stupid fault for not wrapping them but at this moment I dont care. "Chris." I dont stop unleashing my anger when I hear Jack's voice, I keep going while the sweat rolls down my head and body and I'm panting with every breath that I take. "Chris, talk to me brother, what's going on?" Jack soon appears at my side, a deep look of concern across his face. "I'm fine!" I grunt out the words even when they are a big fat lie and unluckily for me Jack knows me too well and the new look on his face is callin

Molly I can't deal with this anymore so it's now or never. It may not be the time for this conversation but it's happening. I may be leaving soon but still, this conversation needs to happen for Tom's sake at least. I may be gone soon but I don't want anything left behind that he will be left to deal with. Christian looks a little lost but we both know that his suspicions of me are burning away at him. "Molly, you don't have to do this baby girl, It's no one's business." Tom comes to stand at the side of me and takes my hand in his giving it a supportive squeeze. I squeeze his hand back and give him a reassuring smile. "It's ok, Tom. Maybe it's time that it stopped being a secret." Tom has told me from the beginning that I shouldn't have to keep a secret like this to myself, and certainly not when I'm being blamed for something that I didn't do. "This is your chance to ask whatever it is you want to know, Christian. I will tell you the truth about whatever you ask but make the most