When Tragedy Strikes

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Leo's POV

Chase and I have spent the few hours talking and explaining what happened. He was a very interesting person that I could easily become friends with.

I told him what happened to me on the day of the hurricane. Now it was his turn.

"My father, Douglas, is most likely dead. The last person I saw before I got lost out here was my sister, Bree," Chase explains, talking about his family.

"Oh," I whisper.

"I just hope my Uncle Donald and my cousin, Adam, got to safety. I haven't see those two in like three years," Chase goes on.

"Yeah," I say.

"I'm sorry about your parents, Leo," Chase tells me.

"Stupid hurricane. It ruined our lives!" I exclaim.

Chase nods.

"So what's our plan now?" I ask.

Chase stays silent for a long moment. He was probably thinking of what to say.

"I don't know," he says.

I bite my lip.

Chase adds, "All I do know is that we can't stay here."

HOPE THIS WAS OKEY.

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