From Those Who Walk Among Us...
Halfway across the river, the fisherman cast his line, oblivious to their presence. Even if he could have heard them, the roar of the river would have drowned out all sounds as it sped downstream at a dizzying pace.
Sally Ann’s heart thumped out an erratic beat against his arm. She squirmed and lunged once more toward Rick. John restrained her with a firm but gentle embrace, understanding her pain. “No,” he whispered against her ear.
Suddenly the fisherman lost his footing, and as his arms wind-milled in a futile attempt to save himself from a fall, his other foot slipped, spilling him backward into the muddy river.
“No!” Sally Ann screamed as he disappeared beneath the murky water. “Rick!” She shoved against John’s arms, broke free, and slogged through the water, headed toward where they’d seen him go under.
John watched her fumble around below the surface.
“Where is he?” she shrieked, before she plunged into the swift river. She popped up to the surface, fighting against the current.
“Help me find him!”
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