
Zoey thought the best part of the boat ride was the wistle on her life jacket.

The wind started to pick up, turning the smooth mirrored lake into a chaotic mess. Sure enough it started pooring. We were soaked to the bone. Lightning and thunder were loud and magnificent, yet scary as we were far on the lake. It was just Nani, Zoey, my mom and me, we just laughed at our crazy adventure.


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