Below the Surface

Below the Surface — page 5
Just as I'm taking the first picture of my finds I hear something that freezes the water on my skin A horrible laugh carries over the rush of the river Oh no My heart kicks into high gear I sweep the cans and lures into my mesh bag along with my phone in its waterproof case and jump feet first into the river My swimming goggles flap around my neck It's only fifteen feet to the water I dive from the highest board at the pool no problem But the pool is deeper The water catches me bouncing me up and down and it takes me a second to find my place in the current I kick to the surface and break into the air with barely a gasp A dozen bike tires rumble over the uneven boards of the bridge The boys on the bikes are still cackling like hyenas but they don't notice me Only one of them glances at the puddle the cans and I left on the wood He doesn't look further 4