Storm

Wyatt smiles at Katie, throwing he a wink, and returning a squeeze to her hand. “I’ll call in later. See you tomorrow.” After making sure Katie is on her way back to TJY, he turns his jeep around to take Ty to his own place.


Mick can hear Rosetta’s voice, but it takes several moments to drag himself from his sorrowful state. Still on his knees, he straightens to raise his face to the heavens again, completely ignoring the storm that’s raging. The one raging inside his heart is much more needing of his attention. “God, I’ve been a fool,” he voices. “How can a wretch like me deserve your forgiveness or guidance through this treacherous world?”
He sees Rosetta out of the corner of his eye, but cannot find the strength to lift himself off the ground.