Tinker untangled herself from Warren and fiddled with the TV remote. Quite by accident, she hit the Power button and the TV announcer was going nuts.<br/><br/>“Tropical Storm Annalise is growing in size. We hope she loses some of this intensity before making landfall. With winds up to 60 miles per hour and the risk of flooding along the coast, we are asking that the citizens of all coastal towns, yes, Galveston, that includes you, take precautions. While we don’t recommend evacuation at this time, moving to higher ground might be wise. Stay tuned for more updates, back to Rockets basketball.”<br/><br/>Tinker listened with a frown on her face.<br/>“What does this mean, Warren?”<br/><br/>The words were no sooner out of her mouth than heavy rainfall, sounding like hunters’ rapid fire guns pounded on the tin roof of the cottage.