Daphne clapped a hand to her mouth, her eyes wide as saucers.
Violet yanked on her arm. "I highly suggest you don't laugh."
Daphne pinched her lips together in an effort to comply, but it was difficult. "You're laughing,"
she pointed out. "I'm not," Violet lied. Her entire neck was quivering with the exertion required to keep her laughter inside. "And besides, I'm a mother. They wouldn't dare do anything to me ."
Anthony and Simon came stalking out of the water, dripping and glaring at each other.
Gregory crawled the rest of the way up the gangplank and disappeared over the edge.
"Maybe you should intercede," Violet suggested.
"Me?" Daphne squeaked.
"It looks as if they might come to blows."
"But why? It was all Gregory's fault."
"Of course," Violet said impatiently, "but they're
