She knows he can't hear her. But she keeps on digging. Cement splatters on her, all around her as she works, getting on her clothes and in her hair and on her face, but she just sets her jaw and keeps going.
Then, out of the corner of her eye, she sees a coil of rope next to some power tools. She stops digging and hauls the rope over, tying one end to the back of the cement mixer. Tossing the other end into the pit, and making sure it drapes over the plank -- she climbs in.
(But she takes off her shoes first.)
She has to get the rope to Eric. Holding onto the rope and bracing herself against the plank of wood, she slides into the wet concrete feet first, pushing the rope in through the muck.
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She knows he can't hear her. But she keeps on digging. Cement splatters on her, all around her as she works, getting on her clothes and in her hair and on her face, but she just sets her jaw and keeps going.
Then, out of the corner of her eye, she sees a coil of rope next to some power tools. She stops digging and hauls the rope over, tying one end to the back of the cement mixer. Tossing the other end into the pit, and making sure it drapes over the plank -- she climbs in.
(But she takes off her shoes first.)
She has to get the rope to Eric. Holding onto the rope and bracing herself against the plank of wood, she slides into the wet concrete feet first, pushing the rope in through the muck.