central Shelby County, where rolling hills met endless skies, there lay a small town named Windhaven
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The townspeople were no strangers to thunderstorms, but on this fateful night,
the wind carried a different tune—a haunting melody that would echo through their lives forever.
Mr. Henry Johnson, a weathered farmer with calloused hands, had seen his fair share of storms.
His wife, Mary, and their two children, Emily and Thomas, huddled together as the sky darkened.
The radio crackled with urgency: “Tornado warning for central Shelby County until 10 p.m.”
the wind howled like a thousand angry wolves. The wooden shutters banged against the windows,
Henry glanced at his family. “We’ve weathered worse than this,” he said, trying to reassure them.
But deep down, he knew this was no ordinary storm. The radio warned of a tornado approaching,
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