In the Wilson's house, everyone was talking and shouting at once. - What are you doing? said Mrs Wilson to her husband. Help me get these clothes into a suitcase! - The police told me to switch off the gas and electricity first, said Mr Wilson. Don't pack too much stuff. They said we could only take a small bag each. - Annie, you can't take all those toys! said Mrs Wilson. Just choose one. Now get your raincoat on. Where's Lucy? Lucy was in her bedroom. This is like a bad dream, she thought. How on earth can I decide what to take? My new shoes - no, my leather jacket- oh, I don't know! She pulled a bag out from some clothes and books into it. Then she went at the top of the stairs. - Jack! she heard Mrs Wilson say. My computer! I can't go without that! My whole business is on it. If we lose that, we'll lose everything. Lucy could hear that she was crying. Then she heard another voice. It was a police officer's voice. - Come along, madam, he said. You must leave immediately. - Lucy, her father shouted. Be quick! We've got to go. Now! Lucy began to go down the stairs. The she stopped. Mum can't lose hard business, she thought. It was bad enough that dad lost his. We'd be left with no money at all. If I could just save the software... I wonder... - I think Lucy went outside, she heard Annie say. - We can't wait any longer, the police officer said to Mr Wilson. Perhaps your daughter's already in the van. Come along, sir, please. Lucy heard her family go out of the house. The door closed and then- silence. She ran downstairs. Thick, brown water was already running into the house. It was halfway across the kitchen floor. The flood had began.