Haunted Winter
Bitter Water
by Crewe
Viking went weak with relief. He collapsed back on his heels, shoving wet hair back out of his face. "Oh, thank god. Apo. Do you not know how to swim?" Apo scowled and mustered the strength to slug him in the shoulder. She was weak as a kitten, but he took it as a good sign. "No, you jerk," she said, and wrapped her arms around herself. "Next time I'm staying home. You can keep your stupid gummy worms." He wheezed a laugh, strained and pathetic. "You can have all the gummy worms you want," he said. "As long as you don't die in a lake." - Apo, Viking, and drowning.
