Mark could almost see the wind howling around the house, they had forecast high winds but nothing like this. He heard the roar of thunder, followed by that all familiar frightening crack. He glimpsed the bolt of lightning disappear in the distance. The rain pummelled the galvanized roof of the garden shed. It was the only shelter he could find. He heard the faint sound of canine calls, slowly nosing their way in his direction. He’d have to scale the ten foot back wall; luckily there were a line of conifer trees to help him. He was soaked through. Once he got to Amelia’s he could accomplish what he’d set out to do and after that, it didn’t matter. He was determined.
Gale Force (Extract)
