His voice was dry and raspy. When they did finally take a drink, they agreed to do it at the same time.
Zero, who was now carrying the sack, set it down and took out two jars, giving one to Stanley.
They decided to save the canteen for last, since it couldn’t accidentally break.
“You know I’m not thirsty,” Stanley said, as he unscrewed the lid. “I’m just drinking so you will.” “I’m just drinking so you will,” said Zero.
They clinked the jars together and, each watching the other, poured the water into their stubborn mouths.
Zero was the first to spot the Mary Lou, maybe a quarter mile away, and just a little off to the right.
They headed for it. It wasn’t even noon yet when they reached the boat. They sat against the shady side and rested.
“I don’t know what happened to my mother,” Zero said. “She left and never came back.”
Stanley peeled an onion. “She couldn’t always take me with her,” Zero said. “Sometimes she had to do things by herself.”
Stanley had the feeling that Zero was explaining things to himself.
“She’d tell me to wait in a certain place for her. When I was real little, I had to wait in small areas, like on a porch step or a doorway.”
“‘Now don’t leave here until I get back,’ she’d say. “I never liked it when she left.”
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