Friday, April 13, 2007

Chapters 8 and 9 The Murder and the Ant Colony




Chapter 8 Unk and Eliza
From chapter 8 on Unk Dial


Even though he was her uncle, he called Eliza, “Sister” which also described how he felt about her. Eliza loved the constant smile on Unk’s face. It was a grin that seemed to say much more than words could express. Her poppa called it “The smile of the cat that just ate the canary.” Brother Willis, the local pastor at Occupy Church, once
Greg Johnson (Center) is whom Unk Dial is built on. Greg, of the Union Hill/Ten Mile area, is one of my favorite people in the world. Like Unk, he is wise beyond words and loves God deeply. Shown with him are bodyguards Todd Burnaman (L) and Jake Givens at Dry Creek Camp.
said from the pulpit, “Unk, I believe you know some secret that you ain’t never let the rest of us in on. That’s why you got that grin!” That only made him grin more.
However, Eliza saw no semblance of a smile as he stood before her this morning. He stopped by the barn and looked behind him as if he feared he was being followed. His greeting was whispered, “Sister, come here. I need to talk to you real bad.”
“Unk, what’s wrong?”
She’d never seen her uncle this upset. Normally, he was a jovial laid-back man, not easily upset by the things that bothered normal people. Eliza had always thought that Unk’s “being touched in the head” had made him a much better and calmer person than most folks she knew.
She sat the milk pail down and walked over to him. He looked around before speaking, “Sister, somethin’ bad’s happened! Unk needs you to come wit’ me.”
“Now wait a minute, Unk. I ain’t goin off with you until you tell me more. Now settle down some and get a grip on yerself.”



Chap 9 The Ant Colony
an excerpt from Eliza and Unk's visit to the leaf ant colony
Eliza came over to see what he’d found. Remembering the gold coin she’d found yesterday at the murder site, she already had a good idea. She leaned in and saw a small metal can. Unk opened the can and poured out a pile of gold coins. Looking at the shiny pieces, among the red dirt and the scurrying ants, Eliza knew she’d never seen this much money in her entire life. Looking around carefully, Unk scooped up a handful of the coins and said, “Lookee there, Sister!”
Eliza didn’t quite know what to say. Her thoughts were scattered and came quickly: How had Unk gotten hold of this money? Why had he buried it here? Did he have any part in the stranger’s murder? She definitely had a bunch of questions and wanted answers from her uncle. So, she looked her uncle square in the eye and said, “Now you tell me right now the story on all of this money!”
Unk acted as if he hadn’t even heard her. “Sister, I’ve got them buried in three other piles over the—” Eliza interrupted, “Unk, you’re gonna get in bad trouble being mixed up in this!



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