🌊🌊TSUNAMI🌊🌊

By Tessa Harvey

Chapter Two

Inali was upset. Yes, she thought: "The sea is coming back. It always does." She couldn't imagine what the fuss was about and why they were leaving home in the truck when it was nearly tea-time. Her tummy felt empty. There were bananas scattered among all the children in the truck, and she reached for one and a small bottle of water. She noticed that her dad must have pushed them into the truck, but again could not see why.

Above all, Inali was scared the land would move again. It had been horrible.

The truck bounced and jounced over the old and new cracks. Inali tried not to let her water spill. It was too precious.

Suddenly, the truck crunched to a swerving halt, skidding on loose rocks and pebbles. This time the water shot straight up in the air and came down all over Inali. Her brother had been so proud to have been asked to drive, but now he cried out, "Dad, what about Essie, Butch and Donut? I have to check that they are coming." He ran, his white shirt gleaming as he rounded a bend in the deepening gloom. He thought he had parked the vehicle safely, but the brake had slipped.

His dad leapt after the truck, even as his heart cried out for his son. The old truck was sliding towards the steep edge and yelling parents were trying to rescue their children. It teetered on the brink.

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