Here is part three of the bedtime story that I am writing for a very sweet four year old that asked me to write a story about little people living on a donut. To read the first installment click here. For the second click here.
Water splashed onto August's toe.
"If your not careful he is going to run out of water before we get him to our house." Zandy said.
"I know. I'm trying."
August wrapped his arms as tightly as they would go. Why couldn't Zoomer have a square fish bowl? Maybe one with wheels on the bottom. Round bowls were so slippery.
"Watch out!" Zandy screamed.
August jumped. His foot hit something hard.
"No, no, no. I won't let you fall, I won't let you fall." Even as he said the words he could feel the bowl slipping from his grip. He hit the ground with a thud. Zoomer would be next.
What if his bowl broke? His poor, poor little fish.
August waited for the sound of smashing glass.
He had tripped. He was flat on the floor, but he hadn't heard anything break. He hadn't even heard a thump.
August looked to one side. Nothing.
He looked to the other. There was Zandy. She was on her back and balanced on top of her was Zoomer!
"That was close." she said.
"You saved him. How did you do that?" August asked.
"I don't know." she said, shaking her head. "I saw him falling and I just sort of slid under him."
"That was the best save ever."
August peered over the edge of the bowl. Zoomer looked at him and blew a few bubbles.
"I'm so glad your ok, little buddy." he said.
August looked ahead. He could see their donut home straight ahead. Had the tunnel always been so skinny?
"I sure hope you fit inside." he whispered to his pet.
(to be continued next week)
I can't believe that it is almost June! I also can't believe that I decided to write 50,000 words for JuNoWriMo! I am so excited. I haven't done anything like this before and I can't wait to finish drafting "Simmer". I tried to convince myself to plot at least a little but I only have a vague outline, some amazing characters and my crazy, runaway imagination. Since this novel runs parallel to the first one I wrote I do have my setting figured out. I can't wait to see what happens when I sit down to type it out. I'm going to try to blog like usual but if I'm scarce this month, you know where I will be, drafting with a giant cup of coffee beside me!