Adam knelt beside her. “Get out,” she rasped. “Hurry!” The rumble had turned to a loud roar. “You’re hurt!” He tried to tug on the rock, but she knew it was too heavy for him. “Get out, Adam!” What if a rock fell on him too? She couldn’t bear the thought of her boy being hurt or worse. It was only then she realized the roaring she heard was in her head, and that the rumbling had stopped. No more rocks fell, only bits of gravel. Fear still rattled between her ears and pumped through her veins. She wet her lips, her cheek smashed into the dirt. “Adam, listen to me.” The boy kept trying to dislodge the rock, and each time it moved a tiny fraction, she moaned in agony. “Adam, stop!” He sat back on his haunches, then crawled up where he could see her face. “It’s stuck, I can’t move it.” Tears streaked through the dirt on his face, and his little lips quivered.
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