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The force of his lunge sends them both rolling into the water. She has the wherewithal to reach for a pylon. The waves are ferocious. They take Hank instantly, sweeping him into the churn, and she knows she won’t see him again. clings. She is calm. She has to hang on until the set of waves passes and she has a chance to climb back up into the boathouse. But they are so strong, they are battering her. She has the lung capacity and the calm to survive the time underwater, but she isn’t sure she can withstand the waves, and if they take her, as they did Hank, she will be no match for them. Her hands are starting to slip.

And then a grip so strong upon her arms, reaching for her, pulling her free. They hold each other, she and her brother.