Chapter 10: Come On InTy
The girls whistled when I came back from the locker room, and so did Den and Mike, and I felt myself blushing. The square cut suit I was wearing was a new one with black, green, and purple geometric patterns. I’d bought it with Adam in mind, which was dumb, since we’d never be able to go swimming together, but I could dream.
“Come on!” Den challenged. “Last one out to the breakwater does the cooking!”
We knew that would be Ken. He was the worst swimmer, but the best cook.
The afternoon passed in a haze of heat, salt water, and the smell of coconut sunscreen, and I stopped thinking about the man I’d met by the lockers.
Mina loved the water. She dashed into it fearlessly, but she swam so well I didn’t think to worry about her. Somehow, though, whenever I turned
