back again and sat on a half submerged rock. Spirit
nuzzled into her and she gazed into his eyes. Dancer, not to be
outdone, came back with a piece of seaweed and they played
pass-the-seaweed for a few minutes, with Lucy smiling and laughing
as they did so. It was a simple silly game that the dolphins had
played together when they were much younger, but it was easy and
fun to do and they all enjoyed it.
It felt so natural and easy for Spirit to be close to Lucy,
that he wished it could go on forever. Although she was a human,
with strange gangly arms and legs and long soft fur on the top of
her head, it felt almost as though she were part of him. Spirit
knew that it may be a strange thought, but he couldn’t get it out
of his head. He wished that she could swim back with them to the
pod and stay with them forever, but that of course was impossible.
He looked at her and saw that she was beginning to shiver, which he
knew meant that she was cold. It was time for Spirit and Dancer to
go.
Lucy, sensing that their time was at an end, gave them both a
big hug and then waded back to the lip of the beach. Spirit and
Dancer dared not go too close in to the shoreline. The tide had
turned and they could easily become grounded if they were not
careful. The two dolphins hung in the water and Lucy turned back to
look at them. She called out something and then gave a big wave of
her arm. Spirit and Dancer reared up so that their head and top
half of their body was out of the water and clicked their goodbyes,
before turning towards the open sea. A short way out, Spirit turned
and looked briefly back towards the cove where they had left Lucy.
Spirit thought he could see another small human at the top of the
cliff looking down on her, but he could not be quite sure. It was
early and the light might have played tricks on him.
‘ That was fun’ said Dancer contentedly, as they swum lazily
back towards the pod. ‘It reminds me of the time that we used to
play with Star-Gazer when we were both much younger
calves.’
Spirit thought back to those days and the way his mother had
played with them both, a look daring and fun in her dark eyes.
Spirit realised with a jolt that he had never felt so close to
another living being since his mother had disappeared, as he now
felt about Lucy. He glanced at Dancer. Dolphins do not cry and
Spirit said nothing, but Dancer could tell that he was feeling
emotional and gave him a companionable nudge with her nose as they
swam slowly along.
‘ If only she hadn’t disappeared’ he said eventually in a quiet
voice. ‘I just wish I knew what happened to her.’
Chapter Three:
Before Lucy could ask the boy any more, they heard voices
echoing up the walls of the gulley they’d just come up. The boy
frowned.
‘ I’m off’ he said. He turned and ran up the grassy bank behind
them and then disappeared through a gap in the broken fence. The
two older kids who’d been chasing him suddenly appeared below Lucy.
They were both much bigger than the boy they’d been chasing, and
were wearing their Heavy Metal t-shirts and had thick unkempt hair
and spotty complexions. Lucy didn’t like the look of
them.
‘ Where is he?’ the taller of the two asked Lucy with a menacing
edge to his voice.
‘ I don’t know who you mean’ replied Lucy with feigned
nonchalance. The boy eyed Lucy suspiciously.
‘ You’re not from round here are you?’ he said.
‘ Nope.’
‘ And you didn’t see a scrawny kid with curly hair come through
here?’
‘ Nope’ said Lucy again.
‘ You say anything else other than nope?’
‘ Nope’.
The boy turned to his friend.
‘ That figures. He got away again’ he said to his companion.
They turned to go back. ‘We’ll get him next time.’ Lucy’s curiosity
got the better of her.
‘ What did he do to you anyway? Do you always pick on kids
smaller than yourself?’ she called out to them. The boy turned
briefly to reply.
‘ He’s always making up stories’ the