Natural Disaster by Erin McLellan

Author:Erin McLellan [McLellan, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Erin McLellan

This was a nightmare, and if it was a nightmare for Luke, he couldn’t imagine how Guthrie felt. The broadcast could get punted back to them at any moment. The last thing Guthrie needed to be dealing with was Slim Bridges.

“It’s gonna jot behind that tree line and we won’t be able to see it,” Guthrie said.

“Except when it crosses the road.”

“But this whole circus would be in our shot.”

That was true. They were at the back of the herd of storm chasers.

“You want to leave?” Luke asked.

Guthrie lifted his shoulders in a shrug but didn’t drop them. His whole body was stiff, and his hair was adorably flat on one side. Luke was trying not to think about Guthrie giving over his hat. It made Luke’s brain fritz out. Sharing evidently did something to him.

Guthrie interrupted Luke’s thoughts. “Or we could figure out how to get the best shot from here. We’ll either need to race up in front of everyone so they’re not in our shot, or….”

With a smile, Luke said, “Yeah. Or. Follow me.”

The tornado was no longer visible to them, but it’d soon cross the street before disappearing behind another grove of trees on the east side of the road. At that point, everyone would clear out, and he and Guthrie could regroup.

They jogged back to the truck and pretended to be occupied. Luke didn’t want to enact his plan until go-time in case it caused a bunch of copycats.

“Shhh,” Luke said. “You hear that? The tornado?”

It sounded like driving with the windows down. Or the rumble at a racetrack. An overwhelming whoosh that increased with every second. The wind was growing stronger, the tornado sucking leaves and grass toward it, even from this far away.

“Here we go,” Guthrie said.

Luke vaulted into the truck bed, and Guthrie followed him. Luke then climbed onto the roof.

“Christ, Luke. Be careful,” Guthrie hissed.

Luke smiled down at him. Now he was at a much higher elevation than everyone else and was able to get a clean shot from above their heads. Guthrie stayed in the truck bed.

The edge of the tornado peeked into view. Guthrie said, “We have a good shot. It’s crossing the road in front of us.”

The other storm chasers in their vicinity were doing exactly what Luke had suspected—scrambling for position on the ground, trying to be the person at the front of the line.

Guthrie said, “We’ll be live in seconds.”

Luke gave him a thumbs-up, anticipation pinging through him. Storm chasing in Oklahoma was truly a different ball game. It felt like he’d been called up to the big leagues.

Guthrie’s voice deepened and slowed, which indicated that he was broadcasting. “The tornado is coming into view as it crosses County Road 3117 in front of us. It is around half a mile from our location. It appears to be heading due east. There it is!” Guthrie’s voice raised in pitch, like he was excited, but Luke now knew this stuff didn’t excite Guthrie. It terrified him. “It’s still a rope tornado.

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