I floated in the cove on my tube, swaying gently with the waves as laughter and splashes filled the air. I watched my friend hesitate at the shore, unwilling to join me. “Chicken!” I teased, mimicking clucks as he slowly waded into the water. Finally, when the waves reached his chest, he dove in, determination on his face as he swam out to me.
I called out, “Let’s dive to the bottom!” but he was still focused on returning to shore. A bit disappointed, I enjoyed the sun and water while waiting for Dad, who soon joined me on the sand, praising me for my efforts. As I paddled ashore, Aunty Pearl waved from the porch, her presence evoking the spirit of our vibrant island home.