“Dad? Dad?” Samantha called, but the crashing waves were too loud, and her dad was about to walk into the surf to cast his line. “Dad!”
Samantha dropped her fishing pole to the sand and ran to where her dad had begun to wade into the ocean. Taking him by the arm, she was able to get his attention.
“Dad,” she yelled as another wave crashed. “Shark!”
Samantha helped her dad from the surf, and after he put his pole in the sand, the stood in the dawn’s half-light looking for the shark.
“You sure?” her dad asked.
“Yep. It was in a wave,” Samantha said, pointing out to sea.
“I can’t see anything,” he said, “but if you’re sure—”
“I am,” she said.
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