Chapter 5: Day After a Hurricane:

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The next morning, John B woke up with water dripping on his face from the leak in his roof. He sighed, wiping his face, before he got up to check his phone. There was no service. Then he got up to check the power. There was no power.

He walked out to check his dad's old room—it was empty, and the bed had not been slept in that night. So, he walked out to the central part of the house and saw JJ lying face down on the pullout couch. "Yo, JJ, you been outside?" John B asked, patting JJ's back when he walked by the pullout couch, which made JJ cuddle up to the pillow.

"I have polio, bro. I can't walk." JJ mumbled.

John B continued out to his backyard. He sighed, seeing the leaves, branches, trash, and everything else. "Oh, man... That's no good..." John B sighed, placing his hands on his head and looking at one of the big trees that was literally out of the ground from the roots. "That is not good." When he sighed, John B walked over to his hammock, the old shed, the rooster coup, and then to his fishing boat.

"Agatha did some work, huh?" JJ asked, standing on the porch steps as he sipped his beer from John B's fridge.

"Yeah, she did." John B sighed when he took a large branch out of the HMS Pogue.

"What you thinkin'?" JJ asked, walking over to the boat while John B got into it to clear it.

"I'm thinkin' that storm surge pushed all the crabs out on the marsh maze. All those drum are gonna chase the crab."

"What about the DCS? Wasn't that today?" JJ asked, leaning his hands on the boat.

"Nah, they're not gettin' on a ferry." John B shrugged it off before stopping as he picked up one of the branches. "Come on, think about it. It's God tellin' us to fish." John B said, motioning out to the water.




Meanwhile, on the Figure Eight.

"I had to get out of the house. Mom is freaking out about the wedding." Kai sighed as she drove over to her sister's restaurant, the Wreck. "She's been trying to contact people all day, despite the power being out, almost everywhere..." Kai sighed, helping Anna remove the boards from the windows and put the chairs down.

"Delilah Richards has to have it her way. No matter what else is going on in the world." Anna sighed, using the back side of the hammer to pry off the boards. "But your wedding is going to be perfect, Sis..." She smiled, looking at Kai, who put down the barstools at the counter.

"It has to be... She's been planning this for years." Kai said with a slight sigh. "I mean, she got so mad when Jonah Peters asked me to the 1st-grade dance because he was not "my future husband."" Kai sighed when Anna took off the board and set it on the nearby table with the hammer.

Anna sighed, walking over to her baby sister and moving to hug her. "You don't always have to listen to Mom. She's set in her ways." Anna sighed, moving the long, dark strand of hair away from Kai's face. "As long as you are happy with Rafe, that's all that matters, right?" She smiled when Kai sighed, nodding slowly.

"Of course."

"And you are happy, right?" Anna asked when Kai took a deep breath, smiling as she nodded, much slower this time.

"Yeah... Yeah, absolutely." Kai smiled, but Anna did not notice the smile did not reach Kai's eyes all the way. She seemed hesitant.




"It's kind of a smuggler's boat," JJ said, standing up in front of John B, who was driving by the docks.

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