“No, Mam,” I cried, pushing and lashing to break free. “Gibs can’t swim properly.” “He can’t swim yet!” Claire screamed, repeating my words, as she barreled toward the side of the boat where our friend had disappeared. “You gots to do something!” She argued, pushing and slamming her small fists against Keith’s leg. “You gots to save them!” “I can’t swim,” Keith cried, holding on to Sadhbh, who seemed to be in a state of delirium. “I’m so sorry. I can’t swim.”
