They shared the bench.
“Not for you”. She took a sip. “Anyway, your water-harmony is a muss. Do not eat or drink before you finish the treatment.”
She filled a empty water-bottle from the pond, gurgled it and put it in her bag. “I have a few cookies – I shall share with you after… “. She ate them one by one.
He shed his clothes and jumped into the water – a feeling of intruder engulfed him. The water and the enemy were out to get him.
By-and-by the vulnerability decreased as he struggled to stay afloat.
Finally he won!
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Thanks for the prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. SHALOM.