How a Little Girl’s Memory Helps Save Her Dad’s Life
His Worst Nightmare Begins
The pesky buzz of mosquitoes filled the air, a swarm drawn to John’s exposed skin in his shorts and T-shirt. He swatted them away with increasing annoyance as he lathered the Mustang in soapy suds. Suddenly, a bloodcurdling scream pierced the tranquil scene.
John’s heart lurched. Lily, his little adventurer, was never one for dramatics. He dropped the sponge, soapy water dripping down his arm, a forgotten casualty. Dread coiled in his gut as he searched for the cause of her scream, his mind racing with horrifying possibilities. What had shattered the perfect day and reduced his daughter to such terror?
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