Mark's Point of View
"Let's bet! Whoever loses tonight will be the one to cook for the other." Katy states.
"Mrs. Connors, you've got a deal! It's game time!" I agreed to take up her challenge.
She points out a red buoy that is a little far away from us and tells me that it is the finish line.
In front of me, she revs her jet ski, creating a large, choppy wave that I must cross. My wife didn't play by the rules. I sped up to catch up with her, but she was already ahead of me. I was on the verge of approaching her, but I backed off. I could see the look of determination to win on her face.
I've just decided that I want her to win because I want to cook for her tonight, and I want to see her smile.
She turns to face me with a triumphant look on her face when she reaches the red buoy. I
