The lottery
...e villagers began to head toward town. Kids of grammar school age gathered together, talking about topics of their previous classroom encounters that year, bending down every now and then to pick up a pebble or two; carrying their little brothers and sisters not to far behind in tow. The towns men began to talk about farm work and other responsibilities they tended to, and the women exchanged smiles and kind words with one another as they head to take neighboring sides by their husbands. The meeting in which gathered for, would last about two hours, ending around twelve in the afternoon. Parents began to call their children over, for they knew it would take a few minutes before properly obeying to their requests, as if thought this event to be just a simple game. Naive Bobby Martin, ducked under his mother's grasping hand and ran, laughing, back to the pile of stones (pg.233). The kids' negligence showed they did not seem to understand the severity of exactly what these gathering's entitled. H...