john9221
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are sure to be heard this weekend
cked me [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], jarred me into a more focused
awareness.
I realized that I was still. There was no tug of the current on me—the
heaving was inside my head. The surface under me was flat and motionless.
It felt grainy against my bare arms.
"I don't know," Jacob reported, still frantic. His voice was very close.
Hands—so warm they had to be his—brushed wet hair from my cheeks. "A few
minutes? It didn't take long to tow her to the beach."
The quiet whooshing inside my ears was not the waves—it was the air
moving in and out of my lungs again. Each breath burned—the passageways
were as raw as if I'd scrubbed them out with steel wool. But I was
breathing.
And I was freezing. A thousand sharp, icy beads were striking my face and
arms [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], making the cold worse.
"She's breathing. She'll come around. We should get her out of the cold,
though. I don't like the color she's turning…" I recognized Sam's voice
this time.
"You think it's okay to move her?"
"She didn't hurt her back or anything when she fell?"
"I don't know."
They hesitated.
I tried to open my eyes. It took me a minute [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but then I could see the
dark, purple clouds, flinging the freezing rain down at me. "Jake?" I
croaked.
Jacob's face blocked out the sky. "Oh!" he gaspe
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