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closing knowing
that their next meal was in that truck, but their
bodies were embedded in the asphalt below
them. The truck swerved and made Karen fall
forward and almost out of the truck. Tina
reached for her and was only able to catch her
by the back of her pants. She pulled Karen’s
tiny body back into the truck, but not before her
head hit the small tailgate that covered the back
of the truck and knocked her out. Sandra
grabbed her arm and pulled her to lay her on
her back.
“Karen!” Tina shouted.
    Kris pulled her head back through and
shimmied back down the side of the truck. She
jumped next to Karen and checked her pulse.
    “She is fine, just knocked out.”
She put her
ear to her chest and listened. “She is breathing,
just give her a minute to come to.”
    Tina brushed Karen’s hair away
from her
face and saw the blood trickling down the side
of her head.
“Oh shit, I killed her!” Tina hollered.
    “Tina, she is okay. Just give her a few
minutes. It is only a bump.” Kris told her.
Sandra and Tina sat back while Kris grabbed a
pack of shop rags that they had thrown in the
truck. She tore it open and pressed one against
the side of her head.
    The truck stopped and the squeak of the gate
created a sigh of relief from the women. The
truck stopped inside and Lisa jumped out.
    “What the fuck was that I saw in the mirror,
did someone fall out?” Lisa asked holding her
chest thinking she lost someone. “I couldn’t
stop, there were rotters everywhere.”
    “No, It’s all good. She is fine, just a little
mishap. We are home, that is what matters.”
Kris told her.
Karen opened her eyes and looked around
her. “I was sure that I fell.” She muttered.
“You did, Tina caught you and you hit your
head.” Sandra explained.
“Sorry.” Tina apologized.
“I’m alive. Thank you.” Karen mumbled
before closing her eyes again.
***
    The training was over and I pulled the
backhoe over to the gate before I broke ground
with the stinger. I dug down leaving a slope to
drive the backhoe into and started moving
along and piling the dirt on the inside to keep
kids from falling into the hole. Gizmo and
Steven took turns riding with me to watch and
get a better hang of it. Once I hit about ten feet,
the ground turned to stone, but still had to be
leery of the dirt and clay above us in case it
collapsed.
“Can I give it a try?” Steven asked while
squatted down against the door.
I sunk the teeth into the ground and stood up.
“Get after it.”
    He slowly made his way up from being
cramped against the door to the operating seat.
He started out slow and fumbled some of the
dirt back into the trench a couple of times, but
got the hang of it fairly quick. “This isn’t too
hard. I don’t know about digging for pipes and
shit, like you used to, but this isn’t bad at all.”
    I laughed. “Yeah, it’s a whole different story
when having to dig and feel for pipes, but you
usually have a pretty good idea of how deep
they are when you start.”
“Did you ever break any?” He questioned.
    “I broke a couple, but they were quick fixes.
Most you could just throw a clamp on. Not too
many that I had to replace pipe on.” I replied.
    I had him pause for a moment so I could
climb out of the hole and run up to the cafeteria
for something to drink.
    Shianne was wiping down tables when I
walked in. She looked very stressed. I walked
over to a tea pitcher and grabbed a Styrofoam
cup before pouring my drink, then walked over
and took a seat at the table that she was
cleaning.
“You alright, honey?” I asked.
“Why did mom have to go with them?” She
questioned as she took a seat next to me.
“She knows the in’s and out’s.” I answered.
“So do some of the others. She didn’t have to
go.” She stated.
    “That’s very true
, but if I would have told
her no, she would have probably went anyways
and then I’d be sitting here having this
conversation with you