by Clover Autrey
~Great Expectations Finalist 2012~
My only thought was for Aden. I ran to him, kicking up water and called out his name. He turned and my heart skidded, crumbled and dropped to my feet.
Not Aden, but Brad. Then where was . . .?
I looked down to where Brad’s gaze had been focused, down, down, in the murky water towards the center of the pond. No. Noooo! I shouldn’t be able to see him through the