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Hurricanes are strange things. The waiting is the worst part, the days before, when you've done all the preparation you can and there's nothing left to do but watch the forecasts and wonder. We'd boarded the windows, stocked up on water and canned goods, charged every device. My wife and I sat in our living room, the TV on mute, watching the storm approach on radar, feeling the pressure drop in our ears.

When it hit, it hit hard. The wind screamed like nothing I'd ever heard, rattling the boards, shaking the house. We huddled in the interior hallway, the safest place, and listened to the destruction outside. Trees cracking, something metal banging down the street, the constant roar of a world coming apart. Then, at the worst moment, the lights flickered and died. Complete darkness. Complete silence, except for the wind.

We stayed in that hallway for hours, holding hands, not speaking. When the storm finally passed, when the wind died to a manageable howl, we emerged to find our neighborhood transformed. Trees down everywhere, power lines tangled in the street, the eerie quiet of a world without electricity. Our house was intact, miraculously, but we were cut off from everything.

The next days were a blur of survival. Checking on neighbors, clearing debris, rationing our supplies. No power meant no water pump, so we collected rain. No refrigeration meant eating everything perishable first. No internet meant no connection to the outside world, no news, no contact with family who were surely worried. By day three, the isolation was wearing on both of us. By day five, we were climbing the walls.

On the sixth day, desperate for distraction, I remembered something. A coworker had mentioned an online casino months ago, had shown me the app on his phone, had encouraged me to try it. I'd never bothered, not interested. But now, with nothing but time and a phone battery I was hoarding, I was interested in anything.

I found the site, went through the vavada register process, and deposited twenty dollars. The games loaded slowly on my spotty cell signal, but they loaded. I found a simple slot, started spinning, and for the first time in days, I forgot where I was.

My wife joined me after a while, watching over my shoulder, making comments. We took turns playing, sharing the phone, sharing the experience. The games became our evening ritual, something to look forward to in the endless days of recovery. We'd sit together in the dark, the phone glowing between us, and play for hours.

On the eighth night, I triggered something. A bonus round on a game I'd never tried, something with a jungle theme. The screen filled with animals, each one offering a prize. Five dollars. Ten. Twenty. The animals kept coming, more than I could count, each one adding to our balance. When it finally ended, we had over seven hundred dollars.

We sat there, staring at the screen, and then we both started laughing. The absurdity of it, winning money in the middle of a disaster, with no power, no water, no idea when help would come. We laughed until we cried, and then we held each other, and for a moment, everything was okay.

The power came back two days later. The relief was overwhelming, lights flickering on, the hum of appliances, the return of normal life. But part of me missed those nights in the dark, the two of us huddled around a glowing phone, sharing something small and strange and ours.

We used that seven hundred dollars to buy a generator. A good one, powerful enough to run the essentials during the next storm. It arrived a week later, and we stored it in the garage, a reminder that we'd survived, that we'd found light in the darkness, that sometimes the most unexpected things become exactly what you need.

I still play sometimes, on quiet nights. I open the site, do my vavada register, and remember. Remember the storm, the darkness, the laughter. That hurricane took a lot from our neighborhood, but it gave us something too. A reminder that we could survive anything together. A story we'd tell for years. And a generator that would keep the lights on next time.