She strikes out with the same energy she puts into most things, proving that even city tigers can swim with the best of them. The boy goes under right before she reaches him, in one last spray of water and panic. She dives after, ignoring the mother's incoherent and, frankly, impolite suggestions, and hoping the father doesn't manage to run them both over when they come back up.
The only thing she can say in favor of the boy is, now that he's stopped flailing, it's easier to haul him back to the surface than she feared.
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Date: 2012-03-01 05:33 am (UTC)The only thing she can say in favor of the boy is, now that he's stopped flailing, it's easier to haul him back to the surface than she feared.