already kicking up dust.
“I will start hauling the water tank down there,” he said.
“I will come with you,” I said.
“No, stay with Zuma,” Blake said. “He has been quiet all day.”
The shadows of the oaks were long and blue across the yard when Zuma came around the corner of the house, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. He sat down on the top step of continue reading …
