“Hand me your leash, would you?” I held my hand out and she undid the velcro around her ankle before tossing it to me. I fastened it around my ankle. Now she wouldn’t float away from me. “How are your feet?” She hoisted herself up on her board and wobbled into a seated position, cross-legged, before wiggling her toes. “Pretty cold but they’ll warm up out of the water.” She closed her eyes and tilted her face up to the sun. She sighed. My throat felt tight.
