“I’ll go first,” says Amina. Amina disrobes without a second thought and strides into the water. Constance slowly turns to me, covering her eyes with her hands. “I was right, Amina,” Constance says. “There is nothing in these woods scarier than you.” I can’t hold it in this time. My laugh rings out like a bell in the stillness. “Hush,” Amina croaks.