A fire blazed in the distance, scorching everything in sight. A
scared and timid three-year-old is searching for her brother, that is were
this story begins.
"Tsao! Get over here!" A five-year-old yells to his sister, when she cooperates, he tells her, "We're going to have to swim."
She nodded obediently, "Yes Knuckles."
Tsao latched on to her brothers back as he paddled away from the scorching shoreline. She felt a bit braver and let go. "Knuckles?" she questioned when he paddled on thinking she was still on his back. She stood there treading water for an instant.
She saw something move near her brother, "Knuckles! Help!" she called. He turned around and swam towards her.
"I'm coming!" he called, seconds before being gripped around the middle. He was released about 15 seconds later, but Tsao was no place in sight. It was surely the end of her.
Or was it?
"Tsao! Get over here!" A five-year-old yells to his sister, when she cooperates, he tells her, "We're going to have to swim."
She nodded obediently, "Yes Knuckles."
Tsao latched on to her brothers back as he paddled away from the scorching shoreline. She felt a bit braver and let go. "Knuckles?" she questioned when he paddled on thinking she was still on his back. She stood there treading water for an instant.
She saw something move near her brother, "Knuckles! Help!" she called. He turned around and swam towards her.
"I'm coming!" he called, seconds before being gripped around the middle. He was released about 15 seconds later, but Tsao was no place in sight. It was surely the end of her.
Or was it?