Caitlin felt her face turned red with annoyance. Clearly, this was not someone who let things go.
Caitlin had no choice. She rolled up her pants up above her knee, and waded into the freezing water. She grimaced as she went, the icy water feeling like a thousand small needles.
Rose, ever the trooper, waded in beside her, swimming in the water.
As Caitlin continued, the water went deeper and deeper, creeping above her knee, then to her upper thigh—just high enough to get her pants wet. Great.
She finally made it. She reached over and grabbed Rose and lifted her out of the water and over the stone railing. Then she reached up herself, grabbed hold of a peg, and pulled herself up and over the railing in a single bound.
She was now standing in the small, circular, stone parapet, Blake sta
