← “It’s so strange,” I said, “everything’s ready: the pulley, the bucket, the rope…” He laughed, took hold of the rope, started the pulley turning. 🔊✎
← Slowly I pulled the bucket up to the well’s rim. I let it rest there securely. 🔊✎
← I lifted the bucket to his lips. He drank, his eyes closed. 🔊✎