They were all silent when we pulled up. A good dozen individuals with varying sizes of containers all stood in a row, waiting their turn to grab fresh water from the well.
"Here?" I asked in an undertone.
"Here." My dad said solemnly, parking the car, and grabbing two gallon jugs out of the back of the car. "Come on. Get yours too." He moved to join the others in line.
Reluctantly, I took two more jugs from the backseat, silently moving up behind my dad, peering around him to keep an eye on the others.
-Inspiration from grabbing water from a spring.
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