Sarah dropped her boots on to the ground, kicking in to full reporter mode (as she called it) as she ran after him. She slung her rucksack to her front, digging in there for her digital camera.
She pulled it out quickly enough, grabbing the recorder and letting the rest of the bag fall to the sand as well.
"Where?" she shouted after him, never fully able to keep up. "What, John?"
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Date: 2008-08-06 01:50 am (UTC)She pulled it out quickly enough, grabbing the recorder and letting the rest of the bag fall to the sand as well.
"Where?" she shouted after him, never fully able to keep up. "What, John?"