Finally, McRae grabbed the ladder and was hoisted up. Once back on land, her numb legs gave out. More than an hour had passed since the ordeal began.
Maddie raced into her mother's arms. "She hugged me for, like, five minutes," Maddie remembers. McRae and the two children were treated for hypothermia at a local hospital and sent home that night.
Revisiting the accident site in daylight, Spittles was dumbfounded. The only branch that Maddie could possibly have grasped was maybe four inches in diameter—too flimsy to have supported her. "I still don't know how she got off that rig," he marvels.
Maddie and her mother went back to Fawcett Creek before the SUV was hauled out and were also unable to figure out how Maddie had made it across. Not that they dwell on it. Maddie accepted an award for her heroism, but she's happier just getting back to her sports teams and her youth group. But her mother considers the rescue-like her daughter-"nothing short of a miracle."

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