CHAPTER 9Lights Beyond The Basin
LINDA hurried the chicken back into the oven as soon as they came home from Graveyard Head. Then she slid into a bathing suit and ran down to the float. Steve was already loafing comfortably in the sun, but he rolled over on his stomach and propped himself on his elbows to watch her buckle her cap under her chin.
“I shoved the icebergs out of your way,” he told her, “so you can dive right in. I’ll lie here and cheer like crazy.”
“That’s what you think!” she retorted.
Circling cautiously, she caught him off guard with a neat flank movement, and he hit the water fast. Linda smiled contentedly at his howl of misery, but she planned to be elsewhere before he emerged. Diving hastily over-board, she came up again a safe distance offshore to bob up and down de
