

Lily and Tom were playing in the bath. They had many toys: a duck, a boat, a frog and a ball. They made the toys swim and splash in the water. They had fun.
But then Lily saw something. The water was going down. It was going into a hole. The hole was called a drain. Lily did not like the drain. She was scared of it.
"Tom, look!" Lily said. "The water is becoming less. The drain is taking it away. What if it takes us away too?"
Tom looked at the drain. He was not scared of it. He was curious. He wanted to see how it worked.
"Don't worry, Lily," Tom said. "The drain is not bad. It is just a little hole. It cannot take us away. We are too big. Only the water can go through it. See?"
Tom put his hand near the drain. He felt the water pulling his hand. He laughed.
"It tickles!" Tom said. "It is like a game. Do you want to try?"
Lily shook her head. She did not want to try. She did not like the game. She wanted the water to stay.
"Tom, stop!" Lily said. "I don't like the drain. I don't like the game. I want more water. Please, turn on the tap!"
Tom saw that Lily was sad. He did not want to make her sad. He wanted to make her happy. He turned on the tap. The water came out. It filled the bath again. The toys floated and bobbed. Lily smiled.
"Thank you, Tom," Lily said. "You are a good brother. I like the water. I like the toys. I like you."
Tom smiled too. He was a good brother. He liked the water. He liked the toys. He liked Lily.
They hugged. They played. They forgot about the drain. They were happy.
