Austin POV
Axel glided through the water, pulling me along effortlessly.
We had practiced this so many times before, but this was so different from the practice; the adrenaline rush of fear I had for both of us, as Axel, expertly and faster than I remember, took us away from my prison, from the lonely place. I admit I was scared for my life, for my family.
I tried to avoid kicking my legs, too; it is a habit you do, but we were taught to let the lead person do all the work. It is not easy, as I want to get away from there as fast as I can, and you feel you can go faster if you help.
I caught Uncle Scott's eye on the boat, and the emotion of seeing him tear at my heart made a lump in my throat that I tried to swallow away. He looked pensive but with a hint of relief. I knew when I got
