A New Home for Lily
so lonely if she were working in the room beside her.
    Whenever they visited, Mama always went in to talk to Great-Grandma. She brought Lily in with her. Lily tried to stay far away from Great-Grandma’s bed, but she would still stick her bony arm out to shake Lily’s hand. Her fingers were twisted and gnarled and her skin looked like crepe paper. Lily was always glad when this part was over and she could go play with Aunt Susie.
    On this particular Sunday afternoon, as they reached Grandpa Miller’s house, Lily could see a big pile of sawdust outside the sawmill. There were stacks and stacks of logs waiting to be cut and even more stacks of neatly cut lumber waiting to be picked up.
    The mountain of sawdust looked like it might be fun to dig and play in. Joseph and Dannie had the same idea and asked Papa if they could play in the sawdust. “We’ll have to ask Grandpa first,” Papa said.
    Grandpa and Grandma welcomed them at the door and ushered everyone into the house. Aunt Susie hurried off to get her dolls to bring to Lily. Joseph waited as long as he could, at least ten seconds, before it burst out of him. “Grandpa, can we go outside to play on the sawdust pile?”
    Grandpa chuckled at Joseph’s and Dannie’s eager faces. “As long as your mother isn’t worried about getting your clothes dirty.”
    Before Mama could finish saying that she didn’t mind, Joseph and Dannie galloped outside to play. Lily looked at the doll in her arms. As much as she liked playing dolls, she really wanted to go out and play on that sawdust pile too. She cast a sideways glance at Aunt Susie. “Do you think we should go outside to watch the boys?”
    Aunt Susie was always happy to do whatever Lily wanted to do. They put their dolls away and went outside. Aunt Susie found some little shovels and they started to dig.
    It was a little different than Lily had expected. It wasn’t like digging in sand. She grew bored with digging and decided to climb to the very top of the sawdust pile. It was almost as high as the roof of the sawmill. Lily could see for miles and miles. The sawdust shifted a little under her feet. She thought it would be fun to run down, so she started down the hill, picking up speed. By the time she reached the bottom, she was sure she had never run that fast before. So much fun! Almost like flying!
    Lily scrambled back up the sawdust hill. “Let’s all run down together,” she called to Joseph and Dannie. They were busy digging a big hole in the side of the sawdust pile.
    Joseph popped his head up. “No, I want to dig.”
    â€œMe too,” Dannie piped up. “Gotta dig.”
    Aunt Susie didn’t want to run down the pile, either. She went to help the boys dig the big hole. Lily climbed all the way to the top again. She paused for a moment, then jumped. She practically flew down the sawdust hill! She couldn’t remember ever having so much fun. She didn’t even mind if little bits of sawdust got all over her, from inside her prayer covering to her socks. She was dusty with chaff and didn’t mind a bit when it scratched her. She climbed up several more times and ran down as fast as she could.
    Lily was getting tired, but she thought she would jump down one more time. She climbed up the side of the pile and stopped halfway up to admire the deep hole that Joseph and Dannie were digging. It was the biggest hole those little boys had ever made. It was so deep that they were both in the hole to dig it deeper. Aunt Susie had stopped digging to watch them.
    Lily made it to the top of the sawdust hill. She took a deep breath and started to run down the hill one last time. As she ran past the hole, the sides caved in, covering most of Joseph and all of Dannie. Aunt Susie sent up a scream that tore the sky in two. Lily worked to free Joseph and Dannie from the cave-in before they suffocated.
    Grandpa and Papa came running out of the

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