The Storm Cellar on Maple Street

Margaret Dunhill was hanging laundry in her backyard in Moore, Oklahoma, when the sky turned the color of a bruise. It was May 20, 2013, and the air had gone dead still — that eerie, breathless quiet that every Oklahoman knows to fear. Within minutes, the tornado sirens wailed across the neighborhood. Margaret grabbed her grandson Eli by the hand and crossed the yard to the storm cellar her late husband Ray had built thirty years earlier.…