Eighth-floor penthouse

This piece slated for rewrite.

The TV says there's a storm coming -- tornadic supercell, big and fast; killed three in Alabama when the roof came off a school -- so we turn the TV off and climb the stairs to the penthouse the manager forgot we still have the key to, where we open the big doors to the eager wind and wait for the sky to tear itself apart, purple-cyclonic.

27 April 2007