Daniel was supposed to join us.ĭaniel and I had been friends since I’d moved to Salmon Creek when I was five. I basked in the morning sun, drinking in the rich, late-summer air and the perfect view of the crystal-clear lake, the distant snow-capped mountains, the endless evergreens.Īs Serena swam to the middle of the lake, I squinted over at the path, looking for a familiar blond head. This was the part I liked, just sitting on the rock ledge, bare feet dangling. Serena was the swimmer-captain of the school team. “Your turn, Maya!” I flipped her the finger. It was, as usual, an effort worthy of the Olympics, and she sliced into the water so smoothly that barely a ripple pinged across the glassy surface. She bounced there, blond ponytail bobbing, cheeks puffing. “For God’s sake, Seri,” I said, “just dive already.” Serena stuck out her tongue and shifted closer to the edge, toes wrapping around it. SERENA STOOD ON THE rock ledge twenty feet above the lake, singing in a voice known to bring tears to the eyes of everyone who heard it.
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