The Scorpion Part 2

Ann kneeled next to the branch that was caught on the bank of  the river that has no end and watched the small scorpion struggle to gain it's freedom.  It struggled and tried to maneuver it's way out but to no avail.  The scorpion seemed tired and sat with it's body half in the water and the other half on the bank caught in the branch.  

After watching it struggle for a few seconds, Ann reached down and broke a few limbs off of the branch so she could get to the small and tired scorpion.  There was nothing special about this scorpion but Ann had a feeling deep inside her that she needed to save this scorpion from it's impending death in the river that has no end.  Ann slowly made her way with her hand down to the scorpion itself.  As she put her hand near the scorpion she felt it's stinger poke her between her thumb and index finger ever so quickly that it took her a few seconds to gather what had happened.  Ann lifted her hand to her face and saw where the scorpion had penetrated her skin.  A small drop of blood fell from the wound.  Surprisingly there was no burning feeling.  Ann thought that all scorpions were poisonous, but maybe not this one.

Ann had an overwhelming feeling that the scorpion still needed to be saved from the river that has no end.  Her hand throbbed with pain but without even thinking she reached down to try and save the scorpion again.  Without even seeing the stinger poke her, she watched the scorpion pull it's stinger out of her hand.  She leapt up and grabbed her hand.  Tears streamed down her face as she looked at the scorpion with a love she could not understand.  Ann thought to herself, "Why won't you let me save you?".  

Again, with a love for the life of the scorpion that would not stop, Ann reached down again and again was stung by the drowning scorpion.  Ann continued and with every try the scorpion would not relent and with every try Ann would tear her hand back and whimper in pain.  Ann did not quit.  She was sure that she looked foolish and was grateful that there were no onlookers.

Between stings Ann looked at her hand and cried out in agony.  The pain had subsided but her hand looked horrific.  It was purple and swollen and now becoming numb.  Ann would not quit and the scorpion mirrored her efforts.