Dana's day out
"Dana! Dana, stop!" Brian yelled to her.
"Why, B, what's gonna happen?" Dana teased, stepping further out onto the ice. "Is a big ol' fish gonna gobble me up?" Brian stood with his arms crossed at the edge of the pond, uncomfortable with his big sister's daring. Dana knew he didn't like it. Brian never wanted to have any fun. It was all she could do to get him to climb a tree, and even then he needed help getting back down. Brian lived his life cautiously, constantly on the lookout for anything that could go wrong. That was fine for him, she supposed, but when there wasn't another kid for thirty miles except weird Ed Hooper the next farm over Dana got bored. She tried playing with Ed a few times but he liked doing things like burning ant farms or throwing rocks at squirrels. He was just too weird, and Brian told her he had a bad feeling around Ed. Brian was a scaredy cat, but Dana trusted him. He was always right about danger, sometimes she just liked the danger. The iced surface of the frozen pond creaked beneath her feet, and the snow crunched. She glanced back at Brian, biting his finger nails. What was Brian concerned about now?