Virgin of the High Waters

Virgin of the High Waters

When the river started to rise, they busied themselves getting everything as high up as they could. They threw ropes over the rafters and hoisted furniture into the air. A dining room table and its chairs became an elaborate swaying chandelier. They drove the livestock to the highest part of this rolling, water-logged terrain. “The river’s gone mad,” they said and whether she was merely crazy or hell-bent to wipe them out hardly mattered as the water rose and rose and rose […]

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