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The turbulent tide was pulling her farther and farther from shore. Would she survive?

 

Uncle Peter and I headed down the wooden walkway toward the ocean with our beach towels in hand.

 

“Too bad no one else wanted to join us!” he said. We’d left the rest of the family back at the picnic tables, but there was no way I was going to miss the chance for a swim.

 

My feet sank into the warm sand. I wiggled my toes. I was feeling good. Energized. Healthy. Able to take care of myself. That was certainly a change, because for so long every day had been a struggle.

 

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