Businesswoman Chapter 15

As the winds and rain subsided, Loreen took the advantage to assess the incredible, the devastating. Like a giant fist had pounded into her neighbor’s roof, the hurricane forced its way into their living room.

“You know we have to call this an act of God,” Farley McLin remarked. his lower lip sucked in a bit and he put his hand on his forearm while turning away from the destruction.

Loreen looked at him. Her brow furrowed.

She walked to McLin.

“Now is not the time to get into ideas, but I can make certain that this was Nature, that this was not caused by fossil fuels, and that you will rebuild.”

“Thank you, Loreen,” McLin’s voice never sounded disturbed. He looked at her with a mixture of admiration and grace.

“Absolutely. In Delaware, you can be more optimistic than in other States to be safe from such disasters,” she added this with a voice of confidence and triumph over the circumstances.

Loreen found a way to communicate with her 501 (c) (3) GetBusySolutions, despite the infrequent mobile service.

“Yes, Desmund. We’re going to need to use twenty million on this one. Yes. Alright. Keep the amount of resources flowing. I don’t care if it takes the next few months. Okay. Take care.”

Loreen surveyed the landscape. Some of the multimillion dollar homes had been affected but also businesses. She absorbed it like a boxer’s body blow. She continued to walk about the different ways where water had gushed into other people’s residences and firms.

McLin walked back towards her.

“You said that you didn’t want to get into ideas. I respect that, but I need to know the distinction between truth and what’s false.”

“Okay,” Loreen replied in a low voice.

“What caused this?”

“It was everything but faith.”