Chapter 96 Fragments of a Forgotten Past

If I hadn't taken care of the little girl, she might've died without anyone even knowing. That terrifying thought ignited something in little Marcus. Summoning all his strength, he held his breath and dove beneath the surface, using the buoyancy to push himself forward. He mimicked the way his dog used to paddle in the water, and somehow, it worked. He dragged himself out of the river, coughing and gasping, collapsing onto the bank like a half-drowned kitten.