Petesy heard a creak, a splash and what could have been a muffled cry somewhere behind him.
“Holly, did you hear that?” he called as he blinked into the low winter sun.
There was no reply, but he got on with lining up that important selfie anyway.
“Holly, did you hear that?” he called as he blinked into the low winter sun.
There was no reply, but he got on with lining up that important selfie anyway.