Johnstown Flood: An Up2U Historical Fiction Adventure

Johnstown Flood: An Up2U Historical Fiction Adventure — page 3
Now Mama was wiping her eyes You know whenever we get our spring rains Stony Creek goes from a gentle stream to a raging river in the blink of an eye She shuddered Thankfully the horses and cows were spared and the chickens and hens were savvy enough to stay put in the hay loft She lowered her voice It was those bold baby chicks that disobeyed their mama and got into trouble Sarah Beth felt the weight of Mama’s eyes on her Besides said Mama Papa rounded up your chicks into a coop He carried them up to the loft last night They’re safe Sarah Beth couldn’t imagine anything safe out in the barn or down in the cellar Both were filled with a foot of water and it was still rising