Chapter 6
Now, remember, I’ve mentioned this kid, Eric, who giggles and seems like he’s either stoned or an absolute fool, in the medieval sense of the word? Well, it seems he was lying on top of one of the tenders that hang just above deck six, taking videos of people lurching around again. I was most of the way aft, but still forward of what he was on, or, where he was. Something caught my eye, and I saw a small form hurtle downward past me into the sea! I recognized only the orange color of the littlest passenger’s dress, the three-year-old girl who dances to the music at the shows and twirls around when walking, unless she gets shy and hides behind her father’s leg.
Before I could even breathe, Eric went whooshing by, following her, and landed in the water so close behind her that he
