“I’m living the dream,” I said, shivering with each word. He held out his hand to me. “When’s the last time you had a chance to jump in a frozen lake with your good friend Miles?” I snorted. “Who?” “I’m not completely past the idea of pushing you in to get this over quicker.” “Fine. I’ll jump. At this point, the water can’t be any colder than I am right now.” “That’s optimistic.” We counted down from three. When we got to one, Miles grabbed my hand and shouted, “Hold on tight!” The snow-covered dock was a blur beneath us, and then we were falling.
