After our morning work, me and all the kids ran to the woods to have some fun. We started out talking. We borrowed the radio from the kitchen for music.

"Sally, why do they call you queen of the woods?"

"Because I love it. Ever since I was a little girl. Playing in the pond, catching frogs and insects."

"I was never allowed to go in the woods, my parents said it was too dangerous," Henry said.

"Aw it's not that bad."

We were stopped by Mr. and Mrs. Fletcher walking towards us.

"Petey, you got a letter."

Mr. Fletcher gave him the letter. Petey opened it and read it.

"I've been drafted!"

"What's draft mean?" Annie asked.

"It means Petey is being forced to participate in the war," Mr. Fletcher said.

"There's a war going on?" I asked.

"Yep, don't worry though. A lot of men and women are participating in some sort of way, being in the army is a job, so that means that the depression is over, you kids don't have to work here anymore."

We were shocked.

"I wonder if my daddy's participating?" I asked.

"He might." 

Mr. Fletcher shrugged.

"He might not, because of the color of his skin," Henry said.

"I don't know."

"So, the depression is over?" I asked.

"Yes it is."

I smiled. I never felt so happy in my life.

"Can we celebrate somehow?" Dottie asked.

"Sure we can! We could have a huge dinner and uh..."

"All of us could play in the woods!" I said.

"Good thinking Sally!"

Mrs. Fletcher ran and jumped in the pond. Mr. Fletcher followed. We were splashing each other, having a lot of fun.