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Do my Homework Cheap About The Storm At 4 pm, Sam got up to discover it was raining outside. As he got ready to go on the boat, the rain started coming down harder. It would not be a pleasant day out a sea. He told Jenny to roll over and go back to sleep, but she insisted on getting up to at least get him a cup of coffee. Wrapped in a warm chenille robe, she handed him a cup of steaming coffee as thunder and lightning started and the wind picked up. "Sam," Jenny said, "maybe you should stay on land today. It looks bad out there this morning. You could go down to the docks and work on traps and nets instead. "Naw, this will just blow over. I need to get more traps out there and pull in the ones out there in the water. We have so many orders to fill right now, and" as he patted her tummy," a wee one one the way." "Sam, be careful today and don't take any chances. Come in if the waves get too choppy and high. It's not worth it," she said. "I'll be fine - it will all work out - isn't that what you said?" Jenny smiled, "I know - I did say that - Just be careful and please don't take any chances," she whispered, "I love you." "I know," said Sam " and I love you. I'll see you later tonight," Sam said confidently. And with that, Sam walked out into the rain to his truck. Jenny watched as he drove off. All day at the Record, Jenny kept her eye on the weather channel. Their lovemaking last night had kept them from viewing the news and weather channel. This storm was a bit more serious than Sam thought. The thunderstorm was turning into a storm warning and then into a storm threat. By 2 pm the weather channel was reporting it was close to a category 1 hurricane. Jenny was worried. She tried calling Sam on his cell phone, but there was absolutely no reception. "Is Sam out there today, Jen?" asked Bart, her editor. "Yes, and I'm worried," said Jenny. "This storm is becoming worse than we thought," she said as she bit her lower lip. "Why don't you run down to the mayor's office and see if you can get the mayor's comment on the federal funds that are suppose to be arriving this week. That will get your mind off this storm," said Bart. "Sure. Bart. I'll run down there," said Jenny. By the time she returned at 4 pm, Jenny knew that the storm was well on its way to reaching a category 1 hurricane. Even the mayor's office was batting down the hatch and taking hurricane precautions. She hoped Sam was in Covet Cove by now. She left her notes on her desk, grabbed her rain coat and headed for the car. She drove over to Covet Cove barely able to see out the windshield a few feet in front of her through the torrents and sheets of rain. In the meantime, on the boat, Sam pulled out the last trap of the day. The boat was rocking and lurching and he was sliding all over the wet deck. he had made his lobster quota for the day and then some, so he was glad he had come out today despite the rain and storm. The storm had roughed up the ocean floor and there were many more lobster biting. He had a big catch and it meant big money. He started up the motor and headed in for Covet Cove.
