Fear not, rather let your heart pave the way for faith. It is what will calm a troubled heart.
                                   —Jk—

I was confused, we all were. Looking at their faces, I was reminded of what I felt; and what we all felt: fear! But what words can I say, or what things can I do to make this better? It has been a day now, and we haven't seen Miss June. I could still see it, the fear on our faces, as we paced around awaiting her return.

 She left very early, yesterday morning, to get some groceries for the shelter. 
Although, it rained heavily throughout yesterday from midday up until this evening. Coupled with the fact that the weather was very windy during the rain; I could hear the noise of the roof sheets forcefully detached by the wind. Also, some tree branches break from their stem. It didn't make us feel any better; rather, it heightened our fear.

"Maybe she would come back after the rain," I thought. 

That's probably for the best, so she wouldn't get hurt being cut up in the rain. Calming my troubled heart, I prayed. 

"Please be fine, Miss June."