Jenny’s little heart pounded like thunder as she reached the edge of the floating wooden walkway. Beneath her, the water rippled dark and deep, every splash sounding like danger. Her tiny fingers grabbed Linda’s fur so tight it almost hurt, but Linda didn’t mind — she was the brave big sister today. With each shaking step, Jenny’s cries grew louder, her legs stiff like she couldn’t move on her own. The surface wobbled beneath them, and to a baby monkey, that felt like the whole world was about to sink.
Linda paused, turned her head, and pressed her cheek gently to Jenny. No words needed — that soft touch said, You’re safe. I’m here. Jenny sniffled, body trembling, eyes filled with shiny fear. She tried to look at the water again, but instantly buried her face into Linda’s shoulder, sobbing into her warm fur.
Slowly, step by step, Linda guided her forward. One paw, then another. Jenny peeked once more, voice cracking in panic, but Linda kept moving, calm like a little hero. When they reached the other side, Jenny finally loosened her hold, letting out a long shaky sigh as her cries softened into quiet whimpers. Linda sat, pulled her close, and Jenny melted into the hug she wanted so badly — wrapped in love, comfort, and warmth.
Mom arrived moments later, gently stroking Jenny’s back. The baby curled in her arms, still sniffing, but her eyes fluttered peacefully now. She had been terrified, but she was never alone. Linda’s courage became her strength, and her tears slowly turned into tiny, sleepy breaths.
Sometimes even the bravest babies just need a hug to cross the scary parts of life
