MAYIM: A Christian Apocalyptic Science Fiction Futuristic Novella

A clap of thunder shook the building, and she backed away from the window. Her fear of storms as a child had not gone away. She remembered the weekend trip to Disney World when she was twelve, after her Bat Mitzvah.

On her family’s first night in Orlando, a cyclone crossed the Florida peninsula on June 19, 1992, a date she vowed never to forget. The hurricane caused severe thunderstorms and tornado warnings. She remembers her parents gathering her eighteen-month-old brother and her fourteen-year-old older sister into the rental home bathroom. Lightning and thunder pounded and cracked the sky most of the evening while she and her siblings cried and crouched in her dad’s arms on the bathroom floor. Geez, her fear hadn’t vanished. Keep your focus, Sophia. She spoke out loud.

“Rhonda, please turn on the weather station. I believe we will have a terrible storm.”

“Yes, doctor.”

The station cracked and faded, but she could hear the report.

“Here is the weather today in Romala. Heavy rains and flooding, with winds increasing to eighty miles per hour. Emergency personnel suggests residents move to higher grounds away from the ocean shorelines.”

To her surprise, a tropical storm had approached the Gulf.

A loud, booming noise sounded outside her door. Sophia jumped from her chair and yelled.

“Who is it?”

“It’s Jon.”

She stepped to the door and peeped through the keyhole. Jon held a bag in his hand. She unlocked and opened the door.

“Good morning. How can I help you?”