"Look! A train!" Lizzi whistled like she was one. "Just in time in case a big pack of rabid dogs come by. We can climb up and they won't be able to get us.” Lizzi ran ahead and delinquently climbed aboard.
"What in the hell are you doing?" Tony yelled after her. "We don't need to escape any dogs."
"This old tub ain't going nowhere for awhile. Come on!"
Tony just stood there, hands on his hips, until he finally reluctantly decided to go along just to avoid an argument. With a groan, he climbed the narrow black ladder to the ribbed roof and looked around. He smiled. He was high enough to see several hills of the cemetery and the distant grey ribbon of the river. "I bet this train's going all the way to New Orleans."
"Wheeeee! Let's go to Mardi Gras!"
"Wrong time of year."
"I knew that." Lizzi began to dance.
"You're going to kill yourself!"
She ignored him and bolted away, sailing right off the car.
"Lizzi!"
She landed gracefully on the car ahead and kept running.
Tony walked up to the edge of the car he was on and faintheartedly paused. When he looked down, he realized a fall would be a major crack-up. He judged the distance to the next car, took a running start, and landed precariously on the edge with a loud bang. He fell safely on hands and knees.
Lizzi had already jumped again to the next car ahead, then turned and laughed. "You'll have to learn to fly!"
Tony looked back to the Mississippi and thought about flying clear away from Milldam, past the steep bluffs, past everything!
(end of excerpt)
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Comments: 10
LITTLE pieces!!!
ha ha
Here's a nice big 10 for you!