Previously on When the Wind Turned:
August 29, 2005
As Katrina’s track sharpened, Dr. Jeremy Rosenfeld spent the day in the OR at Ochsner — stabilizing trauma patients while the hospital braced for impact. Between cases, memories of Frankie and the kids flickered through him: their early-morning hug two days earlier, the fear in his wife’s eyes she wouldn’t name, the unspoken acknowledgment that they might soon face something far beyond a storm.
While the city held its breath, Jeremy did the only thing he could: scrub in, save who he could, and hope his family stayed safe uptown.
Chapter Three
The Air Before the Break
(August 26–27, 2005)
JACOB ROSENFELD — Friday Night, August 26, 2005
The air tasted wrong that night.
Not dangerous.
Not chemical.
Just… wrong.
Like the sky was holding its breath.
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