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When G woke
up it was dark. There were giant fireflies
in the air, flitting all around them and in
between trees on the edge of the forest. Da
Muff was snapping at them, and she saw Julio was
trying to catch them; little golden and green
twinkling lights. The nite air was getting
chillier as G pulled out a blanket from the
basket. Much to her amazement, they had put
the pink bird comforter in her basket. What
a treasure! She didn’t take it out though,
since it had a lot of white and she didn’t
want to get it dirty.
Julio was the one who got thirsty first, after
running around chasing fireflies. He put one
in his shirt pocket and you could see it glowing
through the material. "Granma, let’s get
some water out of this well to drink," he
said. He leaned way over to see if he could see
the water down in there and threw a teeny weensy
rock. He heard the splash as it hit. "I
think it’s way, way down in there," he said. "Ok," said
G, "we’ll just use this bucket here and
hold on to the rope. It’s tied to the arch anyway." "Ok,
one bucket, coming up!" said Hoo. They both
took deep drinks in their hands from the bucket.
It was the best, most delicious cold water they
had ever tasted; the same as the fountain of
Living Water in the heart of the Peppermints.
J whispered to G, "Don’t look now, but over
there behind that big rock, up the path, is the
lamb." G just slipped her eyeballs that
way for an instant and said "I see him." A
golden halo fell upon the lamb, just for an instant;
then he was gone.
"Felipe and Forest," G said, "do
you want us to pour some water into the grape juice
tin for you?" "Si, comono, (yes of course) " they
both said together. They were doing that a lot
nowdays. "How are we gonna give the horses
a drink?" asked the Hoo. "Well, right
out of the bucket, I guess," said G. So Julio
brought the horses and Cool over closer to the
bucket. J hauled up the bucket three times, one
for each of the critters. Muff jumped up to look
over the edge of the well and asked for a drink
from the bucket too.
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