![]() The surge of fear didn’t fade immediately. She slid straight into the stone base, her knees smarting from the impact, but she ignored it while she grasped the girl by the back of her dress. Leaning forward, Rowena pushed her legs until they burned as she sprinted toward the child. The child could die if she wasn’t fast enough… ![]() The distance between her and the fountain seemed infinite. Please don’t fall, please…She prayed she could reach the little girl in time. If the child fell, she could drown as she scrambled to get free of the watery vegetation.Ī distant roar filled her ears and her palms slickened with sweat as she raced down the garden path. A fountain Rowena had seen up close only yesterday and which she knew with dreaded certainty had a very slick ledge…The icy water inside was thickly dotted with lily pads. A little girl in a blue dress and white pinafore, who could not be older than three, was climbing onto a stone fountain edge about fifty feet away. Terror gripped her heart and blood pounded a violent tempo in her ears. A gust of wind wrenched her hat from her head but she didn’t stop running to chase it. Rowena Pepperwirth dashed along the lawn of the winter-browned grass of the Hampton House gardens. ![]()
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