Day 234 NaNoWriMo20 Wing in the Water

Wing in the Water

Directly ahead of her, a large black oblong shape lifted slightly and deliberately slapped the water, creating a surge of water towards her.

Blonde hair bobbed up with the surge, propelled with the force towards the shore.

“Angie. Angie.” Willow called.

Angie’s arms flailed in the water and Willow could see she was gaining a foothold in the bed of the sandbar, headed toward the bank of the river beneath the willow underbrush.

“Grab the willow roots. Grab the roots.”

Willow considered whether to continue slogging through the water or to slip in to swim towards Angie.

Behind her, Walter screamed, “Grab the roots, Angie. Grab the roots.”

The shape slapped the river again, sending another surge that knocked Angie into the bank beneath the willows, where her arms slipped among the roots and red stems.

Another slap lifted Angie up towards the edge of the bank where Walter now lay between the willow branches and grabbed her arm, pulling her out.

Willow turned back towards the river, now receding and watched as two shapes dipped below the surface, one black and one red.

“What is it? What was it? What do we do?”

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Day 234 of Covid Stay At Home

Day 613 of daily blogging

 NaNoWriMo: National Novel Writing Month — Day 2 with 3,444 words of 50,000 over the month of November.