Four Damn Days

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Raymie was with me until he saw a run-boat set adrift in the crest, jumped out and fetched it in. He offered me a spot, but I trusted him less than the cops who told me to evacuate. He took most of my water and all of my food, piled it into that boat until it was almost under. I couldn’t have gone noways.

Four damn days I was on that roof, smelling the flood stink and watching the driftwaters. I saw the damnedest things, including a couple bodies. Don’t know who they was on account they stayed face down.

 

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  1. gahlearner

    Ah, that comes from not listening to the cops when they tell you to evacuate. I guess Raymie would have been perfectly trustworthy. Great voice, gritty story.

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