“You’re in trouble.” Lars was out of breath. “You’re gonna get grounded.”
“I’ve got to hold back the water.” Hans reached for his phone. “Here, alert the dike patrol.”
Lars took the phone and did as he was told. That was the difference between them. His brother almost never did what he was told. He was always off on an adventure. The younger one stayed home to placate their mother.
“The dike patrol, they’re coming.” Lars saw the strain in Han’s face and, surprised, saw fear in his eyes. “Can I help?”
“Tell mom where we are.”
The boy said, “I’ll hold the water. You call.”