Page 217 of Cocky Caveman


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Perfect.

Tucker:We are in the garage

Shamus:I’ll bring everyone to the house and Matty and Alice are changed

Tucker:Okay

I turn to my guests in the backseat. “Let’s get this show on the road.”

Ophelia

Stroke.

Stroke.

Stroke.

Breathe.

Am I at eighty-three or eighty-four laps?

I need an underwater clicky counter thing, so each time I do a turn, I click it, and then it doesn’t matter if I’m off in my mind thinking about love and life or the next scene in my book.

Stroke.

Stroke.

Stroke.

Breathe.

It has been too long since I’ve had time to do laps, and that’s okay because spending time with my children is a priority.

Stroke.

Stroke.

Stroke.

Breathe.

I have missed streaking through the water back and forth until my body knows it has done good.

Stroke.

Stroke.

SPLASH!

Stroke—

My ankle gets yanked, pulling me backward.

Hey!

I kick out, getting my feet under me so I can stand, removing my goggles, when arms circle my waist from behind, tickling me. I let out a high-pitched giggle-squeal, squirming and thrashing in the water.

As I am released, “Love Shack” by the B52s starts playing. My head jerks up. Jonah and Caleb are waving at me, wearing nothing but loud, colorful board shorts, grinning and looking buffer than men their age are known for, holding Gwen’s boom box up in the air.

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