As her dog played in the cool bay waters, a welcome reprieve from an unusually hot day, Maya thought she heard a song. Searching the horizon, she couldn’t find where the song was coming from. Yet, the song was there.
She found herself humming along with this strange song that had no visible source. The song had no words, but it sounded to her like a plea for help. And a promise of glory to the one willing to heroically risk a rescue.
For a moment she was tempted, nearly taking that first step which would inevitably lead her to the deep and swirling waters in the middle of the bay. But then her dog dropped the ball at her feet, and looked up in excited anticipation of the throw.
Picking up the ball, she noticed the song was gone. She tossed the ball and it splashed in the water. The dog bounded after it.