When We Reached The Part Of The Road That Had Flooded After The River Had Broken Its Banks

We just stopped and looked.  We would have to go round a different way.  It was cold and dark and we had been walking for-  There was a moment when we would have given up if we could have given up, if one of us had been on their own, they might have just walked into the water and sat down, or just turned and gone something else… but what was so tiring-making about it was that there was no other option, and there wasn’t really an option to just give up, and there was nowhere to just sit down for a few minutes.  Whatever had to be done, had to be done straight away, and there was no alternative to things being done.


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