I check my phone. There’s still cell phone service, so we huddle around it trying to see the damages. There was enough rain to flood low-lying houses in the Houston area, of which there are many. People are putting together volunteer crews to go help those who need it. Fallen trees need to be cut up and cleared away; any house that has water inside it needs to have everything wet ripped out in less than forty-eight hours so mold doesn’t start growing.
I look at Nash after reading the extent of the damage. “Do you want to go help?”
“I would love that. Maybe we can get the Hurricanes and the Moons together.”
“Let me send a text to the group.”
Is anyone interested in finding a place to volunteer?
Colin
For sure.
Jaden
Do you guys have power?
We don’t.
Colin
We have a generator.
Noah
We don’t either. Went out at about one AM.
Jaden
Same
Mack
Lucky bastard.
Colin
Anyone who wants to can come stay here.
I’ll reach out to and find someone who needs volunteers.
“Okay,” I say to Nash. “Colin is going to find somewhere for us to help out.”
“I’ll text the Moons and see who wants to come.”
“Do you want to go stay at Colin’s? They have a generator.”
She shrugs. “Sure, that sounds good. In about six hours, it’s going to be miserable in here.”
A couple hours later my phone pings.
Colin
There’s an elderly couple who ended up with a few inches of water in their house that need help. Their address is 5678 North Washington Avenue. Can everyone be there at two PM?
Jaden
I’ll be there