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Ginger had won, but it hadn’t mattered because everyone was so ecstatic by the time they got back to the shore that no one was keeping score. If she’d thought about it, she’d have known that Shane would never have raced past her and left her out there. Her husband was always going to follow, never lead. In the water at least. He kept Cam while she showered and then they switched for him to wash off.
Ginger was pumped, ready to fight, ready for action, ready for something. Murphy came to say he was taking Rocky for a quick walk before therapy, so she passed off her son to his uncle who agreed to take him in his stroller.
She’d just closed the door behind them when Shane came out of the bathroom, rubbing a towel in his ear.
“Where’s our prince?” Shane asked, scanning for C
