Sunday, January 31, 2010 - A flat, heavy thumping
pounded our back until we...
A flat, heavy thumping
pounded our back until we could breatheOur hands kept clutching the air, looking for the
water
We definitely heard a sigh this time
Something pressed to our cracked lips, and the water flowed againWe guzzled, careful not to
inhale it this timeNot that we cared if we choked, but we did not want the water taken away
again
We drank until our belly stretched and achedThe water trickled to a stop, and we cried out
hoarsely in protestAnother rim was pressed to our lips, and we gulped frantically until it was
empty, too
Our stomach would explode with another mouthful, yet we blinked and tried to focus, to see if
we could find moreIt was too fake gucci dark; we could not see a single starAnd then we blinked again
and realized that the darkness was much closer than the skyA figure hovered over us, blacker
than the night
There was a low sound of fabric rubbing against itself and sand shifting under a heelThe figure
leaned away, and we heard a sharp rip?the sound of a zipper, deafening in the absolute stillness
of the night
Like a blade, light cut into our eyesWe moaned at the pain of it, and our hand flew up to cover
our closed eyesEven behind our lids, the light was too brightThe light disappeared, and we
felt the breath of the next sigh hit our face
We opened our eyes carefully, more blind than chanel jewelry for sale beforeWhoever faced us sat very still and said
nothingWe began to feel the tension of the moment, but it felt far away, outside ourselfIt was
hard to care about anything but the water in our belly and where we could find moreWe tried
to concentrate, to see what had rescued us
The first thing we could make out, after minutes of blinking and squinting, was the thick
whiteness that fell from the dark face, a million splinters of pale in the nightWhen we grasped
that this was a beard?like Santa Claus, we thought chaotically?the other pieces of the face were
supplied by our memoryEverything fit into place: the big cleft-tipped nose, the wide
cheekbones, the thick white tiffany and co. jewelry brows, the eyes set deep into the wrinkled fabric of skinThough
we could see only hints of each feature, we knew how light would expose them
?Uncle Jeb,? we croaked in surprise
Uncle Jeb, squatting next to us, rocked back on his heels when we said his name
?Well, now,? he said, and his gruff voice brought back a hundred memories?Well, now, here's
a pickle
CHAPTER 13
Sentenced
Are they here?? We choked out the words?they burst from us like the water in our lungs had,
expelledAfter water, this question was all that mattered?Did they make it??
Uncle Jeb's face was impossible to read in the darkness
?Jamie, Jared!? Our whisper burned like a shout?Jared was with chanel 5 ladies handbag JamieOur brother! Are they
here? Did they come? Did you find them, too??
There was barely a pause His answer was forceful, and there was no pity in it, no feeling at allWe were not echoing him, we were protesting against getting our life
backWhat was the point? We closed our eyes again and listened to the pain in our bodyWe let
that drown out the pain in our mind
?Look,? Uncle Jeb said after a moment?I, uh, have something to take care ofYou rest for a
bit, and I'll be back for you
We didn't hear the meaning in his words, just the soundsOur eyes stayed closedHis footsteps
crunched quietly away from usWe couldn't tell which direction he wentWe didn't cartier watch fake care
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