It was hot. Not a cloud in the sky. Dust burst in small clouds from the ground with every falling step. A long line of travelers straggled in a slow crawling walk towards the searing horizon. Isaac licked his lips, tried to swallow, and spat grit out instead. There was a well here somewhere, he thought with almost panicked frustration. He remembered it from his boyhood, he remembered watching his father dig it. He remembered the smooth feel of wet dirt that came slinging out in clumps, thrown out of the dark hole when his father and servants finally hit water. It was here, and he had to find it. He must find it or they were all going to die. A baby wailed. The wagons creaked and lurched over the rough terrain. No one had the energy to talk. Even the cattle and the sheep were silent. He stopped … Continue reading
Looking for something?
Welcome to chapter37! I'm Abby, the face behind the blog, and I'm so glad you are here! I call myself mom to four beautiful stories being written...two typical girls full of sparkles and giggles, one former preemie winning her battles one at a time, and a little man living life with gusto despite kidney failure and liver cancer. I write about the kids, the house, and all the mess in between. I hold the opinion that anything in life can be handled with God, a paint brush and a healthy sense of humor!
Follow the 2 Tubies Tough on Facebook
- The Little Red Hen – the modern way In light of the recent events in our national news, ...
Catch up on what you missed!
Find us on Google Plus
Get it hot off the press!Enter your email to subscribe to future updates