“Please, God,” Christy prayed, “give me strength.” Suddenly, a white flash of lightning lit up the room. Christy could see the startled look on Jubal’s face as he gazed up at the angry sky. A moment later, the whole house shook with the sound of thunder. Windowpanes rattled. The floor shook. It was like nothing Christy had ever heard before. And then the rain came. It was not the usual spring storm, either. The rain came down in torrents, in buckets, in rivers. A strong wind came with it, driving the rain in horizontal sheets against the windowpanes. It flooded the porch, drenching the men instantly. Puddles formed on the parlor floor as the rain poured in through the broken window. “Let’s git us on inside!” Jubal cried, still standing by the broken window. Lightening stabbed the sky again. “Dang!” came the voice of the third man. “The still on Blackberry Crik! Crik’s a-goin’ to flood somethin’ fierce. If’n we don’t get thar quick, we’ll lose the still fer sure!”
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