Chapter 12
"Okay, let's try pushing. One, two, three….push!" Vince and Hoyt were trying to get the kitchen door open. A huge limb had blown down and was firmly lodged against it.
"Let's take a break for a minute." Both men were puffing and blowing. Hoyt took off his tie and loosened his collar. "You think they're okay down there?" Vince wondered.
The three of them looked out the window. The tin was still flapping on the roof of the barn, but other than that, it looked to be in fairly good shape. "It looks a lot better than my car." Hoyt's car had been the victim of another tree limb that came crashing straight through the windshield and had also blocked the front door of the house.
"Alright, one more time. We're going to get it this time. One, two, THREE!" Vince hollered. Grudgingly, the limb slowly moved enough for them to squeeze through the door. The storm had just started to calm down enough that they could make out the barn door opening. After a slight delay, Houston came walking out carrying CJ in his arms. Mama, Vince, and Hoyt all rushed down to meet them. As they got closer, they could see that Houston was missing his t-shirt. It was lying in a bunch on CJ's chest. When they reached the pair, they could see that more than just a t-shirt was on CJ: there was a baby wrapped up in it.