Struggling
His breath came in heavy gasps, his face flushing with effort. Rebecca noticed his pace slowing, his steps faltering, and glanced ahead to see if Anna or Andrew had noticed. But they were several yards ahead, completely engrossed in conversation, oblivious to Trent’s difficulty.
Rebecca hesitated, torn between catching up with them and staying back with Trent. Finally, she made her decision, slowing her pace to match his. She couldn’t leave him behind, not like this.