Swimming closer, Emma reached out, her movements causing even more sand and dirt to drift upwards. The water cleared for a second, and she spotted Kimberly, her foot somehow caught on what looked like an old anchor.
Emma unhooked Kimberly's shoe and grabbed her, speeding upwards through the water until she could propel them both out onto dry land.
'Diarmuid!' she shouted, 'Diarmuid!'
Diarmuid ran over and nodded at her as Kimberly was carefully laid on her back. While Declan performed mouth to mouth, Diarmuid placed his healing hands on her chest, his light and warm touch hopefully bringing her back from the depths.
'She was under a long time.' Lana swallowed.
'Daddy? Daddy, don't let her die. She was my friend,' cried Lucy Jo, who had managed to escape from Patrick's grip and run tow
