CHAPTER 17
Spring came, and we were all happy for it on account of people saying the harvest would go better this year for a change, and that’s mostly what happened. It didn’t end the famine all at once like I first expected, but there was more food now and less people dying in their sleep and less of the sickness, too. And Crazy Wu had even more soup, so we got used to eating twice a day, and I started having energy again and wanting to play and do kid things like that.
Well, with all that extra soup, Crazy Wu was a little upset that none of the flower swallows at the station would take it, and I wondered if he knowed they all thought it had human parts in it and that’s why they didn’t. But I was able to do more by now on account of not suffering from hunger-weakness, and I volunteered
