Thunder shook the windows, cracking the glass in the large bedroom window over the king-size bed. Michael slept on, but it startled Bethany awake. It was a bad storm, worse than any she had ever experienced in her young life. The roads were out, power was down, sweeping the moonless night into darkness. The waves crashing against the shoreline had hours ago left the dock and the boathouse in shambles. Where the boat and w...