whispered a familiar voice.Thwack. He stumbled, Liz behind him, a sturdy branch...

whispered a familiar voice.
Thwack. He stumbled, Liz behind him, a sturdy branch raised.
She hit him again, a home-run swing between the shoulders, and he went down with an oomph and an oath. She recognized the voice-or the curse-and leaned over, getting a look at him.
{Liz} {Simon}