Sage drops into the tavern as a gust of wind from last night's tornado tumbles her through the open skylight in the roof. Standing, she takes off her backpack and brushes leaves and twigs out of her hair and clothes.

Good timing, Liz! I drove through the north side of Fort Worth last night about an hour before it was hit by a tornado that tore the roof off of a grocery store and killed at least one man before moving east and knocking down walls and trees and taking more roofs.

I was hoping to mow my lawn this weekend, because last weekend we had heavy rain also. But it won't happen, so I'll kick back on a bench out on the porch in a warm sunny spot. I brought along a couple of pounds of my latest batch of smoked king salmon (very good this time!) I'll leave it behind the bar. Wake me in a little while.