Writing

Search for my sister Several minutes after my husband, Steve, and I exit Interstate 240 east of Moore, we are headed south on Sunnylane. But traffic slows to a snails pace again. We strain our eyes into the distance, trying to see past the shredded tree parts littering the road and squint into the darkness. […]

Finding My Sister “Have you talked to Kim or Steven,” I ask my parents after finally reaching their home, which sustained minor damage. Steven is my younger brother. He was at work when the tornado ripped through my parents’ and grandmother’s neighborhood in Moore. “No we don’t have phone service. The power is out, too,” […]