Nephew Died in A Typhoon and RainstormChapter 1
The typhoon was coming. Jimmy Baxter, my nephew, didn't wanna stay at home and insisted on going to the beach.
I was the only one who disagreed. Yet everyone else in the family doted on him and took him out.
No sooner had Jimmy gone into the sea than he was swept away by the waves.
I fought as hard as I could to bring him ashore, and then I got exhausted and was swept away by the waves.
Henry Baxter, my brother, Sheila Nelson, my sister-in-law, Alan Baxter, my dad, and Daphne Meyer, my mom, saw the whole thing, and then they actually turned around and left.
When I opened my eyes again, I decided to give up on them. They didn't deserve to be my family. At the same time, I discovered a shocking secret!
Jimmy was lying on the floor, twisting his body while making a scene.
"I wanna go to the beach. I don't wanna stay at home!"
He kicked the toy on the floor, and it hit my nose.
He laughed out loud. "Rhea, you're so stupid! I can't believe how slow your reactions are!"
I snapped back to my senses and found myself sitting on the sofa at home. Didn't I drown?
"I wanna go to the seaside. Take me there!"