Sounds of heavy boxes shifting and of fragile things crashing behind him added to the din and he tried, using everything he had ever learned or heard,...to stop the train before it smashed into the car on the tracks too close, too close in front of him.He never even considered that he might die, that the engine could be compressed around him by the vehicle in front and the rail stock his engine was pulling. The engineer did not once think that his metal box of controls and powers could tip over. Where I should be, Rose thought, and I would be if I could run, which I can't seem to do.I'm sleepy now, Dear Diary, so I'll continue it tomorrow. 'Nighty-night.July 17th Dear Diary: Sorry about yesterday, but Pa and I had to go into Smithsville on some errands. We stayed over at Aunt Bessie's place.Now, where was I, Dear Diary? Oh, yes, in the woods with the big talking hand."The price, my dear girl, for spying on me. You're not going to deny you were spying now, are you?" Rose almost bobbed. More

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