Stretched out on the bed, Gwen wondered if life could get much more boring than this.
Anything…almost anything…would be better than this.
Anything…almost anything…would be better than this.
Every
last vegetable in the
garden that could be canned had been canned. In fact, the garden was a
pile of pulled weeds. Yard was mowed. Siding washed down. Fence wire
repaired.
The hogs were wearing down in the heat. Which is why she was at home: to spray water over the hogs to cool them down.
The slightest sound brought Gwen almost to the point of throwing furniture down the stairs or ripping down the laundry line.
Is this what it feels to be insane, to lose
my mind?
The parents were at a church committee
meeting. The older brothers had taken the
truck to somewhere.
That point seemed
rather vague.
Lightning had blown out the transformer yesterday, taking all the electricity with it.
No TV. No one to phone. No radio. Nothing.
What do you think a bored teen (boy or girl) would do in this
situation?? What would you do?
