“S-O-U-N-D-S”
By Crehea
“C-O-D-Y,” she sounded out each letter after jumping up onto his back. He fell forward; she was too heavy for him to carry. He was only six and she was only seven.
“Get off,” he struggled to push her off. She rolled off him but couldn’t stop as she rolled down a steep dead grassed hill.
His eyes, wide, watched her roll straight into the nearby green, trashed pond. “M-Molly!”
His small legs rushed down the hill, stumbling onto his knees, scraping them badly, and back up toward the pond.
She splashed as her eyes were closed tight. Molly didn’t scream but she tried her hardest to stay up till Cody got to her.
“Molly!” he yelled again as he laid onto his stomach over the little ledge that blocked the water from going over the top. His hand tried to reach for her waving hand but he couldn’t grab it. “Molly take my hand,” Cody told her calmly.
Her eyes opened,terrified, and one hand splashed as the other reached for his.
Cody stretched more, noticing that she was sinking slowly. “Reach Molly, reach! Your momma will be sad if you don’t reach. I will be sad if you don’t reach!”
Molly stretched her skinny arm out, their fingers touching. Cody reached father his shirt touching the lily pad below him.
Soon Molly was pulled out to the point where Cody was sweating.
“Molly are you ok,” he said out of breath and sitting up.
She nodded wiping the gunk off her arms from the pond.
Cody closed his eyes, relieved. He listened closely to hear footsteps coming and her voice rang through his ears. “C-O-D-Y!”
He was on his back being crushed by Molly’s hug. “Get-“ he stopped himself. He looked at her cheerful smile and let her crush him with her hugs.
He would never lose her again.
