The Sunday Whirl

“We can’t trace her, the call went down with the cell tower.” Debris ripped around him, surging with the near hurricane strength wind. A rescue in the woods was getting more difficult as darkness loomed. He passed the information on to the others via his headset. They left the trail and walked closer to the river. The dark rolls caused by the flooding now made it harder to see if anyone was in the swells. Suddenly a bright yellow rain jacket was spotted passing and they threw a rope out to it. The woman in the coat was clinging to her dog and trying to keep them both from drowning. He tied a rope around his own waist and entered the water, grabbed the yellow coat. The woman and her dog and rescuer were safe.

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