by Bobbi Smith
Leisure Books is being kind enough to publish "Flood!" in its original unedited form for me here in Brides of Durango: Jenny, my 29th novel. I wanted to show you what to look for in young writers, so you can encourage your son or daughter to aspire to a writing career. Who knows?
They may grow up and sell to a real New York publisher just like me!
Best always, Bobbi Smith
"Flood!"
Written by Roberta Frances Smith
Published by Bobby House
Copyright 1959
It was raining, raining so hard not even a dog could get across the back-yard safely. The apple orchard was already under two inches of water. the water was already up to the first step on the screened-in-back porch.
Jeff, Ken, Karen, and Darla slept soundly in their rooms. Suddenly Jeff awoke, 8 years but scared, he popped out of bed to check on the twins. They two were awake, but as calm as two kids could be. He gathered them up in his arms and said, "You stay here while I get Darla." Out of the room, down the hall, and into her room. "How dare you" she said in surprise. "Come on," he yelled so to not awaken their parents. So down the hall they all trotted, Darla, Ken, Karen, and Jeff. Mother and Father were drinking coffee when they called them to come down. Later when the twins had fallen asleep,Mother said, "It's a flood and the moving van will be here in a moment." The next day all you could see was the top of the house. Insects, snakes, dead animals, broken of limps of trees, people swimming for their lives, roofs, furniture, and turned over boats. Rain stilled poured down in buckets and soon the water would reach the height of the dam and the whole valey would be washed away.
Thenn all of a sudden Ken shouted "Jeff youv'e got to save him Jeff, you've just got too." So he dove into the rushing river and resued the half dead sheep. The rain stopped and the dam didn't brake. A month later the house was ready to be lived in.