Wheeling Gull Isle “Come in sir, for you are weary”

Dee?! forget what he was doing — what was she doing here! A sudden flare of panic rose up in his throat and he rounded until he could run beside her, even if it meant the saltwater splashed higher up his little puppy legs.

He ignored her first question. I dunno! he gasped to her as they braved the sea together now. One look over his shoulder — he couldn’t even see the land bridge anymore, and the island felt so far away. I don’ think we can make it back to the island, jus keep running!

The strange man had to be better than getting sucked out to sea — something Simeon hadn’t even thought about when he’d first begun his crawl across and the sandbar. But now, when danger sounded alarm bells and he saw the face of his sister in the same sinking boat, he realized the waves would swallow her, too.

Already they reached their shoulders, but Simeon wouldn’t leave his sister’s side.