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AN HOUR-AND-A-HALF LATER, I’d changed into my new orange and pink bikini, and we were racing across the lake in a twenty-five-foot Stingray. Nathan was grinning from ear to ear; Mom was also smiling while desperately trying to hold her straw sunhat onto her head. Unfortunately, all I could think about the girl in the lake. I just couldn’t shake the horror of knowing there’d been a body near the cabin we were now staying. Accident, or not, it was creepy. I had to admit, the fact that my mother and brother were able to push it aside was a disturbing, too. It was almost like they’d forgotten all about it.
“This is sweet!” yelled Nathan over the motor as his light brown hair whipped in the wind. “There’s hardly anyone out here and we have the entire lake to ourselves!”
It was true, but it
