Paige LandryI finally made it. I graduated nursing school, and I found the perfect job. Things were great until a tornado blew through the emergency room, turning my life upside down. I dont know if I can ever go back to the way things were before. Tornado survivors have a choice to rebuild, or pack up and move away. Im twenty-two, and I know that one day I want the American dream: a husband, 2.5 kids and a white picket fence. But thats the thing with rebuilding. What happens when the next tornado hits? Will I be blown away again?DH RhoadsAdrenaline. Its fueled me since I was thirteen. Its what I discovered while I chased tornadoes across Oklahoma. Its what I craved on combat missions in helicopters in Afghanistan. Its what I lived for, until one day when everything changed. Now, adrenaline is my drug. It numbs me when the memories become too much to bear. It reminds me that I dont deserve a wife, 2.5 kids and a white picket fence. Ive seen what tornadoes do to white picket fences. Its ugly. Im the tornado. Ive already destroyed one family. Dont chase me.