Dru grabbed the hand. “Uncle Cryton!”
Bracing herself for a strenuous pull, she instead lost balance yanking them easily from the water.
They hit the ice together, and Dru gasped rolling to face her uncle.
She found a nude girl no older than her own twelve winters.
She wasn’t breathing.
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