The rain continued sporadically, so that by Wednesday the creek had swollen to the trunk of the crab apple,
and they were running through ankle-deep water to make their flight into Terabithia.
And on the opposite bank Jess was more careful to land on his feet.
Sitting in cold wet britches for an hour was no fun even in a magic kingdom.
For Jess the fear of the crossing rose with the height of the creek.
Leslie never seemed to hesitate, so Jess could not hang back.
But even though he could force his body to follow after, his mind hung back,
wanting to cling to the crab apple tree the way Joyce Ann might cling to Momma's skirt.
While they were sitting in the castle on Wednesday, it began suddenly to rain so hard that water came through the top of the shack in icy streams.
Jess tried to huddle away from the worst of them, but there was no escaping the miserable invaders.
“Dost know what is in my mind, O king?” Leslie dumped the contents of one coffee can on the ground and put the can under the worst leak.
“What?” “Methinks some evil being has put a curse on our beloved kingdom. “Damn weather bureau.”
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