Chapter 12: Summer Dreams
Jerusha was worried. Henry had been gone a long time, and it was beginning to get dark. The wind was piling snow up against the doors of the car. Jerusha rummaged around in her bag to find the old watch Reuben had given her. She pulled it out and opened the case. In the dim light she could see it was 4:30.
Jerusha tried to wrap the blanket tighter around her. It was an old blanket that said U-Haul on it in big letters, and it was speckled with large grease spots, but Jerusha folded it and pushed it down under both sides of her. That seemed to keep the cold out a little better. Then she saw a pile of old newspapers on the floorboard behind the front seat. She’d heard of homeless men covering themselves with newspaper when they slept on park benches, so she unfold
