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Speedeet & Wilar: De Day De Rain Come Down

A Speedeet & Wilar Story

De rain start Friday night and didn’t stop.

By Saturday morning, Pike Street was a river.

Not a deep river. Not a dangerous river. But enough water that Little Sanjay from down de road was already wading through it with he shorts hiked up, looking absolutely delighted.

Speedeet press he face against de window and watch him.

“Bai,” he say to Wilar, who was sitting at de kitchen table doing absolutely nothing dangerous, “you see what I see?”