The boy’s arms flailed. He turned around, and I looked into his frightened eyes. He opened his mouth, but it filled with water. Then he was gone — swallowed by the water.
He was gone — swallowed by the water.
I didn’t think.
That boy was in danger, so I ran right in after him.
The water grabbed at my ankles. I stumbled and slammed into the water.
The cold hit me like a fist. I pushed up, panicked, and lunged forward. The boy’s hand was right there…
I reached for it just as he went under again.
