I RAISED MY HAND as they drew near, and then shaded my eyes as I peered out into the waves, panic beginning to bubble up inside me.
"Nice ride in, Tru," smiled Isaac, his eyes glinting with appreciation.
"Where's Ruthie?" asked Phoebe.
"I don't know," I said, breathing fast. "She was right next to me."
"Is that her board out there?" asked Isaac, pointing to a red spot far from shore.
A bodyboard bobbed, like it was being pulled down, its end tipping all the way up.
"Holy crap!" I screamed. "That's her!" It looked like something was pulling her under.
We ran into the water.
"Maybe she's stuck in a riptide!" I cried, fear for my friend choking me.