His head jerked up when he heard Scarlett's melodious voice, his feet stumbling against a rock. And as he was falling face first into the great ocean surrounding them, he caught a glimpse of her vibrant red hair surfacing a short distance away.

Dorothy grabbed him by the arm and he lifted his head out of the water sputtering. "Am I hallucinating?" he croaked.

"If you are, sir, I am, too," Ms. Peterson replied.

"Mommy!" His daughter barrelled towards them, shooting past the three of them...