"Nothing is going to happen!" Sean insists
You begin to pray your senses were wrong, but you seem to know you're
hopelessly heading straight into the face of danger. Though you
usually hate the life jackets and get away with not putting one on you
jump at the chance to take one. You snap the buckles of the
uncomfortable red life jacket labeled with your name.
You scream everytime the boat tips even the slightest bit. Somehow you
know that the thing that was going to happen would be the boat would
flip over. The farther out into Frog Lake the more the boat seems to
tip. You nervously lift baby Teresa out of her carry-along seat and
set her into the inflatable raft. You let out a shriek as the biggest
wave you have ever seen shapes-- and its heading straight at
you.
"What's your problem? Nothing's gonna happen you big
worrywart!" Sean yells.
