“I will,” Pa said. He jumped down from the truck and Uncle John took his place.
When they pushed the planks into the car door, Ma awakened and sat up. “What you doin’?”
“Gonna build up a place to keep outa the wet.”
“Why?” Ma asked. “It’s dry in here.”
“Ain’t gonna be. Water’s comin’ up.”
Ma struggled up to her feet and went to the door. “We got to git outa here.”
“Can’t,” Al said. “All our stuff’s here. Truck’s here. Ever’thing we got.”
“Where’s Pa?”
“Gone to get stuff for breakfas’.”
Ma looked down at the water. It was only six inches down from the floor by now. She went back to the mattress and looked at Rose of Sharon. The girl stared back at her.