Below them, the floodwaters surged like a living river, dragging cars, tree limbs, trash cans, and pieces of houses through what had once been a quiet suburban street. Storm Leona — the worst flood Texas had seen in two decades — had swallowed the neighborhood whole.
The house beneath Lucas wasn’t a home anymore. It was an island, shrinking by the minute.
A Morning That Changed Everything
Just hours earlier, Lucas had been inside that same house, sitting on the couch with Max curled at his feet while rain battered the windows. Flood warnings had been constant, but no one expected the water to rise this fast.
When it did, panic followed.
His parents had tried to reach the roof together as the water burst through the front door. Lucas remembered his mother slipping, his father grabbing for her, the surge pulling them both away before Lucas could even scream.
Then silence.
