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Chapter 30
Theystoodonthehighwayandlookedbackoverthesheetofwater,thedarkredblocksofthecars,thetrucksandautomobilesdeepintheslowlymovingwater.Andastheystood,alittlemistingrainbegantofall.
«Wegottogitalong,"Masaid.«Rosasharn,youfeellikeyoucouldwalk?»
«Kindadizzy,"thegirlsaid.«FeellikeIbeenbeat.»
Pacomplained,«Nowwe’rea-goin’,wherewegoin’?»
«Idunno.Comeon,giveyourhan’toRosasharn.»Matookthegirl’srightarmtosteadyher,andPaherleft.«Goin’someplacewhereit’sdry.Gotto.Youfellasain’thaddryclothesonfortwodays.»Theymovedslowlyalongthehighway.Theycouldheartherushingofthewaterinthestreambesidetheroad.RuthieandWinfieldmarchedtogether,splashingtheirfeetagainsttheroad.Theywentslowlyalongtheroad.Theskygrewdarkerandtherainthickened.Notrafficmovedalongthehighway.
«Wegottohurry,"Masaid.«Ifthisheregirlgitsgoodan’wetIdon’tknowwhat’llhappentoher.»
«Youain’tsaidwhere-atwe’rea-hurryin’to,"Paremindedhersarcastically.
Theroadcurvedalongbesidethestream.Masearchedthelandandthefloodedfields.Farofftheroad,ontheleft,onaslightrollinghillarain-blackenedbarnstood.«Look!»Masaid.«Lookthere!Ibetit’sdryinthatbarn.Let’sgotheretilltherainstops.»
Pasighed.«Prob’lygetrunoutbythefellaownsit.»
Ahead,besidetheroad,Ruthiesawaspotofred.Sheracedtoit.Ascragglygeraniumgonewild,andtherewasonerain-beatenblossomonit.
