My heart breaks and my brain cranks cnn-fueled images while I sleep.
The water rumbles as it approaches.
Frantic, I race to climb the outer staircase of a Pennsylvania cabin,
and then realize:
I've forgotten Anna.
She's strapped in her highchair. The highchair is in the driveway.
I turn in time to see her scream "Mommy?!" as the first wave hits.