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Nola lifted her head and looked right at Lu. Her face was streaked with tears. She said, “I had this awful dream where he came to tell me good-bye, and I woke up so scared I had to come check on him. And when I did, he . . . he just wouldn’t wake up. He was lying here, like he is now, his hands folded over his chest, holding this.” She held up a trembling fistful of wheat. “Where would he have gotten this?” Everyone looked at Lu, as if they knew she already knew the answer. Which she did. Lu lowered her hand from her mouth, took a deep breath, and whispered, “In the field near where he grew up. I was there with him, last night.” All the air went out of the room. No one moved. No one spoke. Only Grandfather looked peaceful, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. “He . . . he
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