Coronado Dreaming (The Silver Strand Series) - Plot & Excerpts
I spent so much of my youth in ponds, lakes and municipal pools, that I have a natural stroke. I cut through the water like a knife, covering most of the two hundred yards in a couple of minutes. When I was almost to shore, a dolphin surfaced next to me and called out in an excited voice. Melody turned back from facing the clubhouse and began snapping photos. I stopped and reached out to the animal, but, of course, my hand went right through him. I had just a bit of a slick rubbery sensation under my palm as we intersected, and I could have sworn the dolphin looked me in the eye. I turned away and continued on towards the bank. ‘Flipper’ submerged under the water, and, in a few seconds, leaped into the air, breaching like a whale. Melody had a huge smile on her face; she kept clicking away with her Minolta 35 while I climbed up onto the muddy sand. Rivulets of water were running down my bare torso as I brushed wet hair back from my eyes. I made my way up behind the third tee over the big, gray rocks to where Melody was standing on the grass overlooking the water.
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