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It was a pretty windy day and it brought a tropical storm in. I was in a restaurant, overlooking the beach. Through the restaurant's big windows I could see the palm trees swaying back and forth and it scared me a little.
In the background I could hear the local news station talking about the weather, and reporting some tsunamis throughout the coastline and reporting the number of possible deaths.
I became really worried because for some reason, Mr. Twinkie wasn't with me that day. He'd had other business to attend to and promised he'd meet me in the restaurant as soon as he could.
I sit there watching the storm get bigger and bigger until it was no longer a storm, it was the enemy. It was the reason my husband couldn't get to me any sooner. Roads were closed, traffic was backed up. Would Mr. Twinkie be able to get to me? I remember thinking the storm wouldn't be as scary if he was by my side. He always protects me.
Then it happened. The bus Mr. Twinkie was in was...
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