The sky darkened and the wind picked up Get inside now Junior yelled my mom Dust from the newly plowed fields blew into my face and the chickens ran for cover Lightning flashed I dashed into our small house and huddled with our dogs as hailstones pelted the roof
After the storm passed we ventured out to check on the farm
I headed to the barn to see about the animals The cow and mule looked frightened and the chickens ran around cackling madly Something about my parents voices didn't sound right
