Cover art by: Michael William Valadez©
Written in collaboration with Michael William Valadez
“Donait! Donait! Where are you . . . where are you?” Rosilda looked from side to side in a panic, fearing the monstrous creatures of the swamp would eat her precious daughter. She trudged through the life threatening mud, feeling with her walking stick for safe ground.
“Donait . . . where are you, my darling . . . where are you?” shouted Rosilda as adrenaline pumped through her heart.
Saba heard a squeal in the distance and ran, gasping for air as she broke a sweat, fearing the worst.
“Donait! Donait! I’m coming!” Rosilda called out with a tone of terror.
Donait screamed out in distress, “Saba . . . Mother . . . help me!”