“This is like a bad dream,” Max said as he surveyed the damage, “a goddam recurring dream.”
“More like a recurring nightmare,” Peg said. “This is the third time just this season.”
“Yes, and the season isn’t even over yet,” Max said.“Honestly, Peg, I think we need to consider selling the place. It’s not worth the aggravation.”
“Well, I’m the one who convinced you to move to Florida,” Peg said, “but I think you’re right.”
“I knew going in that Florida is prone to hurricanes,” Max said, “but I didn’t think they’d always take a direct hit on our house.”
Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers prompt. Photo credit: Dale Rogerson.