My heart slammed in my chest. I reached for my phone, hands fumbling. The girl—she couldn’t have been more than four or five—was bobbing weakly, arms flailing now and then. Her head dipped under briefly, then popped back up. She looked so tired.
My heart slammed in my chest. I reached for my phone, hands fumbling. The girl—she couldn’t have been more than four or five—was bobbing weakly, arms flailing now and then. Her head dipped under briefly, then popped back up. She looked so tired.