The water was calm all around them. A clear crystal blue. It was like a photograph. The yatch barely moving. There was no wind to push it along, no waves to make it bob up and down.
The sun shone down on those sunning themselves on the deck. The shrieks of joy from the children came as they jumped from the diving board into the refreshing water. A few adults watching carefully as the tiny feet climbed back up the ladder and made a running jump back into the water.
As the sun began to go down, and the wind began to slowly pick up, signally the end of the day, the children trudged up the ladder the last time, the adults pulling sweaters over their little heads. Food was eaten, treats passed around, the engines started up as the part made their way back to the shore and reality.
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