Twenty Inches

If you stand where two Ash tree’s lean together with your back to the toilet block, and then mind-walk across the sun-dappled water maybe fifteen paces, you will see where it happened. Even though there were people gathered around this ornamental pond, even though the excited dog bounced off the concrete bottom of the shallow water as it chased a rubber ball – on that sunny day, no one saw twenty inches of water rush into a small child’s mouth.