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eyes. I can feel his deep breaths on the top of my head as we relaxed by the lagoon, listening to the music. It is the most peaceful I have felt in months. I don’t need to pretend, I don’t need to explain, I can just be me. Holden lightly traces circles along my arms while he softly sings along to the song, lulling me to sleep and away from this nightmare of a day.
Chapter Four
O ctober 26, 2012
“Dad, Holden and I are all done boarding up the windows and doors at the restaurant. We’re going to head down to the basement and double-check that everything is sealed.”
Hurricane Sandy is scheduled to hit in a few days, and all of the residents of Mantoloking, Bay Head, Point Pleasant, and the surrounding shore towns are ordered to evacuate, although I have a feeling there will be a few who stay behind. There have been many evacuations because of an impending hurricane before, but none with the level of concern that this one has instilled in everyone. It is said to possibly be downgraded to a tropical storm by the time it touches land, but the water levels are what has everyone in a panic, my parents included. Cutter Lane, our family restaurant, has made it through all the storms in the past, and I hope it will make it through this one too. Cutter Lane is the heart of our town and my family; I can’t imagine life without it. My dad wants to make sure that we take every step possible to secure the restaurant from flooding, although I doubt wood over some windows and doors is going to do much to stop the Atlantic from barreling through.
Marcus has the girls today and they are busy securing our apartment in the city, while I’m down here to help secure the restaurant and my parents’ home. We’ve agreed that he will keep the girls in the city while I stay with my parents during the storm. If the damage is as bad as expected, then traveling back to the city might be difficult, and Ellie has school to get to once the weather clears. Our apartment in the city is a much safer place for them than the shore and I have no doubt that Marcus will keep them safe. I also recently scored a freelance writing job for the New Yorker magazine again and they are interested in getting my firsthand account of the storm from the shore, so I decided to ride it out with all of the reporters at a hotel in Point Pleasant. I am sure there will be a ton of reporters crammed together, but I can’t wait for the experience. Maybe I’ll even get to meet Al Roker!
I am ecstatic to be writing again. After Marcus dumped my ass on the Fourth of July, I contacted my old boss, trying to gain my independence back. It is as if all the stars were aligned for me, because when she asked me to send in an article as part of my job interview, the topic she gave me was dealing with a deteriorating marriage…needless to say, I didn’t need to do much research, and nailed it. Since then, I have done some small editorial articles about fashion and politics for the magazine, but this is the first hard news story I am going to be heading up on my own. I want to be at the center of it all to give a heartfelt, detailed account of the storm.
Holden is also down at the shore this weekend to secure his house and help my family get the restaurant secured, like many of us are. Jess is taking Charlotte to her cousin’s place in Cherry Hill since Dave has to stay in town for emergencies. I was relieved when I was able to talk Dave into letting me be with him during the storm to get all of the most current and accurate information about the storm for my article. All of the hotels in the surrounding area are packed solid with media, but with Dave, we will have virtually free rein to survey any part of town he goes to, and being locals, I know I’m going to get access most other reporters won’t have. Holden, of course, insists on joining me for this adventure. He is never one to miss out on excitement and a little danger, and I’m sure just the
Chapter Four
O ctober 26, 2012
“Dad, Holden and I are all done boarding up the windows and doors at the restaurant. We’re going to head down to the basement and double-check that everything is sealed.”
Hurricane Sandy is scheduled to hit in a few days, and all of the residents of Mantoloking, Bay Head, Point Pleasant, and the surrounding shore towns are ordered to evacuate, although I have a feeling there will be a few who stay behind. There have been many evacuations because of an impending hurricane before, but none with the level of concern that this one has instilled in everyone. It is said to possibly be downgraded to a tropical storm by the time it touches land, but the water levels are what has everyone in a panic, my parents included. Cutter Lane, our family restaurant, has made it through all the storms in the past, and I hope it will make it through this one too. Cutter Lane is the heart of our town and my family; I can’t imagine life without it. My dad wants to make sure that we take every step possible to secure the restaurant from flooding, although I doubt wood over some windows and doors is going to do much to stop the Atlantic from barreling through.
Marcus has the girls today and they are busy securing our apartment in the city, while I’m down here to help secure the restaurant and my parents’ home. We’ve agreed that he will keep the girls in the city while I stay with my parents during the storm. If the damage is as bad as expected, then traveling back to the city might be difficult, and Ellie has school to get to once the weather clears. Our apartment in the city is a much safer place for them than the shore and I have no doubt that Marcus will keep them safe. I also recently scored a freelance writing job for the New Yorker magazine again and they are interested in getting my firsthand account of the storm from the shore, so I decided to ride it out with all of the reporters at a hotel in Point Pleasant. I am sure there will be a ton of reporters crammed together, but I can’t wait for the experience. Maybe I’ll even get to meet Al Roker!
I am ecstatic to be writing again. After Marcus dumped my ass on the Fourth of July, I contacted my old boss, trying to gain my independence back. It is as if all the stars were aligned for me, because when she asked me to send in an article as part of my job interview, the topic she gave me was dealing with a deteriorating marriage…needless to say, I didn’t need to do much research, and nailed it. Since then, I have done some small editorial articles about fashion and politics for the magazine, but this is the first hard news story I am going to be heading up on my own. I want to be at the center of it all to give a heartfelt, detailed account of the storm.
Holden is also down at the shore this weekend to secure his house and help my family get the restaurant secured, like many of us are. Jess is taking Charlotte to her cousin’s place in Cherry Hill since Dave has to stay in town for emergencies. I was relieved when I was able to talk Dave into letting me be with him during the storm to get all of the most current and accurate information about the storm for my article. All of the hotels in the surrounding area are packed solid with media, but with Dave, we will have virtually free rein to survey any part of town he goes to, and being locals, I know I’m going to get access most other reporters won’t have. Holden, of course, insists on joining me for this adventure. He is never one to miss out on excitement and a little danger, and I’m sure just the
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