The preteen - Mildred, as Sadie might overhear one of the children that stayed on the bank shout in thanks - is the only one not making any noise.
There are six children stuck in the river; each one she fishes out carefully, laying them in the recovery position away from the river one-by-one, applying what can be recognized as rudimentary CPR when they're all out, getting more soaked and bedraggled all the while.
The work is not done, even as the children regain consciousness; one of the younger children (whom Sadie can note has the same hair color as Mildred) points out someone's gotten stuck in the current.
Again there is no hesitance; she dives back into the river and starts swimming.
"Yay Millie! My big sister is the best," the child who'd pointed out the straggle cheers, consciously trying to not shout.
"Not yours, Haley, ours," a sandy-haired boy corrects. He looks to be about the young girl's age.
Sadie might recognize that name, as well; it's not as if Walter's hidden his sister's identity during his time in Mossgate.
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There are six children stuck in the river; each one she fishes out carefully, laying them in the recovery position away from the river one-by-one, applying what can be recognized as rudimentary CPR when they're all out, getting more soaked and bedraggled all the while.
The work is not done, even as the children regain consciousness; one of the younger children (whom Sadie can note has the same hair color as Mildred) points out someone's gotten stuck in the current.
Again there is no hesitance; she dives back into the river and starts swimming.
"Yay Millie! My big sister is the best," the child who'd pointed out the straggle cheers, consciously trying to not shout.
"Not yours, Haley, ours," a sandy-haired boy corrects. He looks to be about the young girl's age.
Sadie might recognize that name, as well; it's not as if Walter's hidden his sister's identity during his time in Mossgate.