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"Grandma, I've got a problem." Sandra poked at her supper, uninterested in what there was to eat. "There's this kid at school that wants me to go to the dance with him. I don't want to hurt his feelings, but I'm not very interested.
Evie put down her fork and gave Sandy her consideration. At thirteen, the girl was beautiful. But better than that, she was kind and responsible. A youth that could, and did, make a grandmother proud.
"Well honey, the first person you have to please is yourself. I do want to tell you," Evie toyed with her fork, before answering; "I honestly feel you are too young to be dating for a dance." Evie frowned.
"Tell me," she continued gently "what do you feel?"
"I think I'm glad you don't think I'm old enough. I like the guy fine, but not like a boyfriend." Sandy was pretty emphatic about her position. "Some of my friends,..well they are interested. Is there something wrong with me?" she wavered a bit, suddenly doubting her stand.
There was a creak, then a groan then a breaking, splintering sound. "Oh, it's an earthquake," Evie gasped, grabbing at the table. "Quick, we have to get outside."
The warm Spring afternoon was filled with the omnimous sounds of grinding rock, the jiggling earth rolling and undulating with wave upon wave of released tension. The barn bucked like a bronc as it rode the seismagraphic terror.
From out of nowhere, Wayne came running into the yard. "Come" he urged with ragged breath. "I don't know if we are high enough. This will cause a tsunami." he pulled hard on Evie's arm. "We have to go, NOW!"
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Originally Posted by juco
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