by Rebecca Gannon
You can hear them from outside the door. "okay," said Bill Hayes to his wife, "let's grab these suitcases right here."
The front door opens, and two suitcases come out, followed by a retired truck driver and his wife, a retired bus driver, carries her purse and a briefcase. They walk to their car parked on the curb and put their bags in.
It's the last night Bill and Sandy Hayes will spend in Southwest Wichita for a while. By noon on Wednesday, they'll be on an airplane, bound for Southern California.
"Normally we can watch TV," said Bill, "and we can tell about what kind of disaster and whether it's something that we're going to get called on."