We pull over at a motel in the middle of nowhere. For once, we don't have to get up before six. Or so we think. Floods. Jessie and I are about to leave, but the floods... the water comes through all the little nooks and crannies it can, and then when Jessie opens the door. I know; I should warn her but I don't. My mind was elsewhere, as some famous person probably said. But if you've never been underwater, you're missing out. As soon as that flood, or actually, wave, the water is gone as quickly as it comes, comes in and I'm underwater, it's almost peaceful somehow. It feels like all my troubles are literally washed away. Get it? But unfortunately I can't get away with saying I took a shower because that water was brown. I'm not kidding. It must've come from a river or something because the ocean water is nowhere near that muddy. As soon as the water recedes, Jessie and I make a mad dash to see if our car was okay. We have most of our stuff in there. It's gone.
"Jake, you took the food and money inside, right?" Jessie frantically yells over the wind which was blowing her hair all over the place.
"Oh, come on Jessie, I'm not that stupid. Of course I did," I say.
"Wait. Hold on. No way," I say looking at the horizon.
"What? What do you see?" Jessie asks.
"Jessie, be quiet."
"Whatever." I'm shocked. It's Alex's car. I start jumping up and down and waving my arms like an idiot, but they see me.
"Jake! Are you two okay?" Alex's mom fusses over us. "What happened?"
"Yeah. We're fine. It's just, uh, our car got washed away in that wave..." my voice trails off. "I was hoping we could come with you guys?"
"Of course! I heard what happened to your parents... I'm sorry. But Alex and I would be happy to take you guys with us! We don't have any extra food, though-"
"Oh, that's okay, Mrs. Wilson. We still have our own," Jessie interrupts Mrs. Wilson, Alex's mom.
"Hey, Jake, what's happening?" Alex asks.
"I'd rather not talk about that," I reply.
"Yeah, me neither, I guess. Too much death and destruction involved."
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Wet
General FictionIt was just your normal, another-day-at-the-office kind of day for Jake. Until his small, suburban area of Naples, Florida was battered with heavy rains and hail, flash floods, and hurricanes, that is. Jake only wants two things, though: to save his...
