Glad you could join us for the next recovered episode of Elliot’s Adventures. If you’re new here, you can catch up by returning to the beginning, and reading really fast…
Accepting that Clifton would be his constant companion for the foreseeable future, Elliot followed him to the Baths. The splashing of ruffled feathers and exuberant bathers triggered memories of deep water panic, and Elliot hesitated entering the pool.
“Do you suppose we could find a quieter spot, Clif?”
“Yeah, I guess so, but you need to hurry so we can get back before the Queen does. The Lilian Pond is over that way. It’s not for general use, but you’re with me, so it should be all right this time.”
The noise of the main pool muffled as they passed beneath a wall of brush, and Elliot thought he heard a soft moaning ahead. Swiveling his eyes as he came through the opening Clifton made by pushing a low leafy branch aside, he spotted a prostrate form stretched over the edge of a lily pad. Elliot couldn’t tell if it was drinking or drowning.
“Hey, you!” Clifton yelled. “You’re not supposed to be here. Move along to the big pool!”
The wasp slowly lifted his head.
“Vernon!” Elliot shouted.
To be continued. . .