Ivy peered down into the cellar. She had never seen one of these. Of course Margaret's father had one to store their preservatives, or more like his alcohol, but here people really needed them.
Colton mother looked over them both making sure that nothing had happened to them. Ivy almost smiled. She and her mother were exact opposites. Her mother would have been more worried about her 'apperance' than what actually happened to her. Still, she missed her mother so much.
"I knew I shoudn't have let you go on that walk," she sighed, patting her cheek. "What your mother would have said."
"Yeah, well, I think she would have been more worried about the dirt on my skirt," Ivy smiled sadly. "Funny, I would have too, except I, you know, the tornado kind of scared that right out of me."
Ivy looked over her shoulder. There wasn't too much damage. Well, considering what she had heard about them, there wasn't as much damage as there could be.
"It won't come back will it?" She asked, nervously.
"Probably not. If there is another one it would have spun off of the tornado we just saw," Colton replied. Ivy tried not to show how much that scared her. Tornadoes had probably just taken number one for her biggest fear.
**Does the TN at the begining of your name happen to stand for the state? If so, we must be neighbors. I live in NC. ^_^ If not...well, you can just ignore that...**
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