"Granny we need to get our things at least above a few feet in case it floods." Hannah threw her favorite compact disks and dvds into a plastic bin. After snapping the lid she stacked it on top of her dresser with the other three bins she had packed.
Granny walked slowly into Hannah's bedroom, leaning on her walker. She gave a long series of coughs and said, "this house did not flood during Hurricane Betsy so it is not going to flood for Katrina. Stop your worrying girl." Granny coughed again and started to weeze.
"You should be in bed and on your oxygen," Hannah said as she turned around. If the pnemonia will not stop her Granny then the emphazema will. "The doctor said to stay on it twenty four seven." Hannah stopped putting her stacks of jeans in the next bin and turned to help Granny back to bed.
"I wish you would let us take a taxi out of here. I'm worried about this one. All the channels are saying it is a manditory evacuation." Hannah and Granny slowly traveled the hallway back to the master bedroom.
Ok - and about 48,000 words left to write but I am really enjoying it again. Glad I didn't do too much outlining this year. I think that sucked the life out of it last year since I planned it out almost day-by-day. It didn't leave any room for the characters to talk to me. Hannah already has a voice and has asserted herself by demanding she have a cat. Go figure!