Bekah took the empty bucket and headed out toward the well.
Oh she'd been told the well was dry, she'd been told it was full of old junk, she'd been told the water was bad-
"One bucket of clean water, please," Bekah said as she offered the bucket down to the bony hand that waited.
"Of course, Bekah." And after a moment, the bucket was offered back, full of clean clear water.
"Thank you," Bekah replied as the bony hand vanished.
It was the best water she'd ever tasted.
But that would remain a secret, just like everything else in the well.