Her insides churned from uneasiness. Had she been outside during this raging storm, she would be dead. The demon's last whirlwind injured her. Tristan never revealed such powers in his mortal form. She couldn’t just sit around and not try to see if Mandy and Lucinda were safe. Zach framed Simra’s face in his hands. “Have faith your family will be safe. Don’t worry. Azazel’s only trying to frighten us out of the house. Let’s pray. Trust in God.” Simra took one of the angel’s hands and inhaled a quavering breath. Praying a silent prayer with him, she asked for willingness and strength. She also asked for the Lord to send Tristan away for everyone's safety. Ms. Hanley cried out when glass picture frames fell to the floor. They shattered when the earthquake grew more severe. Simra clung to Zach and his mom. The angel's sweet cedar aroma was her only comfort in this frightening madness. Her faith grew weaker until she recalled God helping them earlier. The Lord caused the storm and Tristan to vanish before her eyes at the pond.
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