He leaned over the counter, pointing toward the map of the valley pinned to the wall. "If they run dry, try the . Places like 'Green Valley Turf' or 'Rock & Gravel Co.' They have the bulk sand, though you might have to bring your own shovel and bags." "I don't have bags," Mrs. Gable whispered.
As he helped her load the empty sacks into her trunk, he gave her one last piece of advice. "If the city runs out of the free stuff, keep an eye on . Sometimes the local fire department or a neighborhood church will act as a secondary distribution site." where to buy sandbags
Elias wiped his hands on his apron. "Usually, the over on 5th is the first stop. They often set up a self-service station during storms. But I heard the line there is already wrapped around the block." He leaned over the counter, pointing toward the
The rain didn’t just fall; it hammered against the windows of Elias’s hardware shop like a debt collector. Usually, people came to Elias for a specific screw or a shade of eggshell paint, but today, the bell above the door hadn't stopped ringing for one reason: the river was rising. Gable whispered
"Where can I get sandbags, Elias?" Mrs. Gable asked, her voice trembling. She lived at the bottom of Miller’s Creek, the first place the water would claim.