“Yes, we could,” she whispered back.
He gently kissed her, then placed her feet in the water. A moment later, he was after Ivo again.
“So I’m going to get Mommy, am I?”
Ivo howled as he tried to escape. But to no avail.
As one, they fell into the water. Pearse grabbed him and pulled him tightly to his chest. They floated there, heads bobbing together.
Far from insignificant in a seemingly empty sea.
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