The flood

Rain had fallen all night the night before, but there was more involved in this late afternoon flood in Levy. Water, thick with what looked like sludgy, black oil, was already at least two feet deep on Orange Street. It flowed north to south and ran through yards and up the exterior walls of all of the houses, including Rock's. It had reached his front porch and was getting deeper. It made no sense to him. He couldn't imagine the source of this water, but Rock feared he might drown.