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into the creek. Then suddenly the buoyancy of the kayak drives me high into the
air, and I dramatically pop free.
My friends look at me as if I am Lazarus, raised from the dead. I recognize the
look and feel the same, but I shrug my shoulders as if to say, “No big deal.” I turn
my back to them, allow myself a wide grin, and paddle on down the river, ever
closer to the safety of our cars below.
