"Nancy—" Scott began.

"No. We're both going to get out of this alive," Nancy said determinedly. She continued to help him towards the house. They were getting closer, but… She glanced back. So was the tornado. She had to hurry. "We have to," she whispered, tears and blowing dust stinging her eyes.

Scott said nothing, but her words seemed to have affected him because he gritted his teeth and quickened his hobbling pace, obviously trying to ignore the pain in his leg. Finally they reached the house.

"Oh no!" Nancy cried out, seeing the boards nailed on. "Now what?"