seconds now until it ripped through the Brierly's farm, and possibly tossing him miles into the air.
After about twenty seconds passed, he picked up his head to see what was taking it so long. To his amazement, he noticed the storm's path suddenly changed course, now headed away from the Brierly's land, and away from Blackwater altogether.
"Thank you God! Thank you, thank you!" Jake yelled, as the downpour began to subside, and the sky started to slowly clear.
Picking himself off the muddy ground, he heard the cellar doors begin to creak open. He knew he wouldn't have enough time to go back to the old barn without being seen, so he quickly ran around to the side of the house and waited.
"Abigail!" Mr. Brierly called to his wife, as he walked out of the cellar. "Go make sure everything in the house is alright, and Madison, come with me. Let's check if there's any damage to the crops."
"Hey Pa!" Madison said, wondering about Jake. "Why don't I go have a look around, and see if everything else is alright?"
"No Madison!" Mr. Brierly said. "You stick with me, just in case that storm decides it wants to come back. I don't wanna have to go out searching for you again."
"Alright, alright!" She said, sighing and stomping her foot on the ground.
"Why don't you go and get the rake from the side of the house, and meet me by the newly planted crops?" Mr. Brierly said as he chuckled.
"Okay Pa" sighed Madison. "Go here...go there...do this...do that!"
"What's that, young lady?" He asked as his daughters reaction brought a smile to his face.
"Nothing Pa. I'll get the rake for you."
Once Madison reached the side of the house, she saw what appeared to be the top of a fuzzy head, poking up between two piles of wood, neatly stacked against the house.
Madison carefully peeked around the corner, and noticed her father had his back to her with his full attention on the crops. She smiled, quietly got down and slowly duck-walked towards the wood pile. She jumped up directly in-front of Jake, completely startling him saying "Boo!" She put her arms straight out in front of her, and began walking like a zombie.
"I am Todd Beven" She said in a hypnotized voice. "I'm here to chop you up into little bits." Then she gasped, and knelt down beside him. "Jake Patterson was scared? You mean to tell me that tough Jake Patterson was actually scared?" Then she made her voice sound like a little girl and continued "Was wittle Jaky waky scared of a little teensy weensy, itsy bitsy, little bitty storm?"
"Alright, alright, stop it, stop it! Quiet down!" He said, now smiling and gently putting his hand over her mouth.
"Madison!" Her father called "Honey, where's the rake? Come on, my crops will be ready to harvest by the time you get here."
Madison grabbed the rake next to Jake, gave him a light peck on his cheek, then quickly took off around the corner running to her father with a huge smile on her face.
Jake, stood there in disbelief, and lightly placed his hand on the exact spot where Madison kissed him. With his painted on grin from ear to ear, he quickly got up, peeked around and watched Madison run to her father with the rake in her hands.
Jake walked and looked around the front of the house, wondering if Mrs. Brierly was anywhere in sight. When everything seemed clear, Jake began to run as fast as he could to towards town. He hopped and skipped, stopping here and there, to pick up a rock or stick and throw it as far as he could.
Madison's father, was oblivious about her little run in with Jake, he only saw her with the rake in her hands and a goofy smile on her face.
"Madison Brierly!" He said as he shook his head. "What on God's green earth am I ever gonna do with you. baby girl? Go on and play. This storm's not comin' back any time soon, just be careful okay?"
Madison picked up a stick, and pleasantly skipped away, calling for Toby to play a game of fetch.
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When Jake finally reached the center of town, he thought he'd try