Holdout

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At first, I didn’t even know about it. I don’t have a TV or listen to the radio. I guess I knew when I saw the first cars going past, roofs piled high with bundles and boxes. Sure, I knew the river was up, but it’s been up before. No need to panic.

Sheriff came by Tuesday morning and told me they were evacuating, that I was the last one down here, that if I didn’t come willingly then it was on me. I asked him what he meant. He pointed at the river, higher than anyone’d ever seen it.

 

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