Momentarily confused, she struggled to understand what had awakened her from a deep sleep. She finally saw her mother peaking through the door. “Lauren, honey. Are you awake? There’s a phone call for you. They said it’s urgent.” “I’ll be right there, Mom.” Lauren threw back the sheet and pulled on her thin cotton dressing gown. A quick glance at the clock told her it was five-thirty in the morning. The sleep she’d hoped to get had just been cut drastically. She cinched the belt around her waist and quickly went downstairs. She saw the worried look on her mother’s face as she put the phone to her ear. “This is Dr. McKenna.” “Lauren. It’s Calvin. Sorry to wake you. But there have been some developments.” “What’s happened?” Lauren ran her hand through her hair. Her fatigue evaporated at the tone of Calvin’s voice. “It’s Helena. The barometric pressure is going through the floor. The latest information from Jonah is telling us that we’ve gone from category three to a category five in near record time.
