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.
I was there with him in the bar as he told this tale
Great voice in this, J Hardy.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Such a laconic tone. Well done.
Raw story delivered with ease, great job.
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.
I wonder what his revenge will be.
Marvelous voice and thick with story.
Great voice. I love how so little is explained, and I love the title.
Great story, I was sorry it finished. :-)
Like others, I love the voice in this. A great piece :)
Seems to me that she has a general mistrust of human beings!
Gripping. Great voice and style. You’ve put so much in there without spelling it out. Wonderful.