wonder why we haven’t seen snow yet?” Balto asked.

            He looked over the beach. It was a nice enough day that there was even a child on it. It was a little girl human playing jump rope. Suddenly the air around him started to cool. He could see his breath.

            He was really frustrated now. “Not again!”

            He looked up and down the beach. What could be doing this? He then looked at the girl. He was looking at her from the back. She had brown hair with pigtails. She was wearing a red, plaid shirt. She wore coveralls and brown shoes. He looked at her jump roping. It seemed as if time was distorted around her. She seemed to hover in midair and her jump rope was moving much slower then it was supposed to. She then started to sing a merry children’s melody while she had her back to Balto. Her song was slower than normal and it carried an eerie message. Balto couldn’t help from listening.

“Skip, skip, skip to my Lou.

Skip, skip, skip to my Lou.

Skip, skip, skip to my Lou.

 Skip to my Lou, my darlin'.

Fly's in the buttermilk, shoo, fly, shoo.

Fly's in the buttermilk, shoo, fly, shoo.

Fly's in the buttermilk, shoo, fly, shoo.

We’re going to find and get, you.”

The last sentence grabbed his interest. He listened more intently on her words but, something also caught his attention. This little girl’s voice sounded like he had heard it somewhere. He just ignored this last thought and continued to listen.

She stopped jump roping but continued. “Little, wolf, we’re coming for you.

Little, wolf, we’re coming for you.

Little, wolf, we’re coming for you.

You’d better watch your back, now.”

            ‘What’s wrong with this kid?’ Balto asked himself. Then the girl turned to face him. Balto normally would have looked into her eyes but only saw white. He jumped back. What had happened to her eyes?

            The girl started to talk to him. “How are you wolfie?”

            Before Balto could do anything she started giggling. She waved her hand and disappeared right in front of his eyes. Leaving behind a cloud of mist. Balto just stared. ‘How am I going to explain this to Jenna without making myself sound insane? …Well it’s worth a shot.’ he thought. He raced through Nome to her house. He decided to cut through the alleyways. He was just to pop out of an alleyway that was just across the street from her house when he saw someone with her. A Saint Bernard was talking to Jenna. Why was it that every time he needed to talk to her someone was there first? He didn’t even recognize this dog. He decided to stay where he was so he could listen.

            “So you really think so Ron?” he heard Jenna say.

            “There’s no doubt in my mind. This may get serious.” he heard the Saint Bernard answer.

            He heard Jenna reply. “I know. It just feels like something feels different between us. Something that I can’t explain.”

            Balto started to get angry, and he had no idea why. One minute he was calm, and the next he was furious. He bolted back to the boat. Trying to run off the anger.

            Jenna finished. “It seems that Balto and I aren’t in sync anymore. He’s changing and I didn’t know what to do. Thanks for the help.”

            Ron smiled. “No problem Jenna. Just call me if you need me again.”

            Balto got back to the boat and laid down in the cabin.

            “Okay, okay. I need to calm down.” he said to himself. “I don’t want to do something stupid.”

            But that didn’t really help. ‘Why do I feel so angry? There’s nothing to be mad about.’ he thought.

A voice argued back. ‘Of coarse there is. She’s going against you. It’s so obvious.’

‘Oh shut up. You’re not helping.’

            Boris walked up to him. “Eh boichick. How are you doing?”

            Balto sighed. “Not so good. I feel so different, like I want to explode. And I have no clue why.”

            Just then Jenna walked onto the boat with something in her mouth.

            Balto just sighed. “Oh great. Why is she here?” he muttered to himself.

            Jenna looked at him. She couldn’t say anything with this thing in her mouth. She put it on the deck.

            “Hi Balto. I’ve come to visit you. I also brought something with me.” she said in a sweet voice.

            He replied sarcastically. “What? My walking papers?”

            She was taken aback. “What are you talking about?”

            He got up. “Never mind.”

            “Balto. You’ve been acting very different lately. I’m worried. That’s why I got this.” she said.

            Jenna pushed a bottle with a cork in front of Balto.

            Balto just had to ask. “What is it?”

            Jenna began to explain. “I heard that when humans drink this water they are ‘healed’ from what they say. They call it ‘Holy Water’. I just thought that if you drink it you may feel better.”

            Balto looked at her skeptically. “Fine… I’ll try it later.”

            “Okay Balto. To open it just pull the cork out.” she looked at Boris. “And have Boris help you pour it into your bowl.”

            He looked at Boris and back at Jenna and smiled. “Jenna. If I could bring back the medicine, then I think I can handle a bottle.”

            Boris laughed. “Ha! You couldn’t handle a house. Much less a bottle.”

            “Oh yeah? Would you mind if I brought Muk and Luk here?” Balto countered.

            Boris gave him a dead serious look. “Don’t even threaten that. You do and I ring your neck like church bell.”

            Jenna laughed. It was good to see them arguing again. They always had the silliest fights. And Balto was actually feeling better. All the negative emotions he had been feeling earlier disappeared.

            Balto laughed. “Oh come on. They love to visit there Uncle Boris.”

            “Yeah I know.” Boris said smiling. “But there happiness always brings me misery.”

            Balto began. “Well if it brings them happiness-”

            Boris interrupted. “Then I will make your life terrible.”

            Balto grinned. “Well it’s already that way.”

            Boris playfully slapped him. “Always wise guy.”

            “You know what Jenna? I feel so good right now I’ll drink that water.” Balto said, walking over to the