Sierra Ainsworth stood up. "Brother-in-law," she called out. "You're so good to my sister. I hope you'll always treat her this well."
"I will."
For half the night, the two boys sat there, not daring to move or make a sound.
Until the break of dawn.
As the sky gradually brightened, the two children stared wide-eyed at the behemoth before them, scared half to death.
Their guess was correct. The giant reptile in front of them was a python.
It was coiled at their feet, its triangular eyes watching them, its forked tongue flicking in and out as if it were about to eat them at any moment.
The two boys remained frozen in this stalemate, not daring to move, until afternoon arrived.
Tears streamed down Elmer Grant's face, but he didn't dare make a sound.
He periodically glanced at Dylan Grant.
Dylan Grant wasn't in much better shape.
Finally, Elmer Grant tremblingly uttered two words, "I'm scared."
It was as if he had used up all his strength.
