CHAPTER NINETEEN
‘Why do they call it Shallow Falls?’ Bianca asked. ‘I've lived here most of my life, but I haven't got a clue.’
‘When I started work at the Tribune, they gave me a written guide about the locality. There are all sorts of interesting bits and pieces in there about the community. I've been telling Mitchell that we should publish it and sell it to the locals and tourists. One thing I remember about it, though, is where the name Shallow Falls came from. It started as a warning in the late nineteenth century when people first started to settle here.’
Cory looked over as the water cascading down from the rocks, its white froth skipping like pure white lambs, a beautiful array of rainbow colors breaking through as the sun kissed the water.
‘You see how the water crashes down
