There’s a lot worse going on here, Bad Weather.” “No shit,” I said when no one else responded. “Unlike you three, I was here when it started.” That yanked them all around to me. “I know exactly how bad it was—so much worse than what you remember.” I was practically spitting the words. Then I took another longer, deeper drink, draining the coffee for the alcohol and letting the liquid courage bolster me. “Rainbow?” Worry crept into Nick’s voice. “What happened?”
