He was in no hurry to go swimming.
Come on, I said at last. Let’s go skinny-dipping before it gets too dark. You ready?
Is it safe?
No, I said. Nothing is really safe. But lots of people do it, and they’re fine, and we’ll be fine too.
You sure?
Of course I’m sure.
But I’m scared.
Don’t be scared. We have to learn to not be afraid anymore. Daddy’s here and Daddy will always be here, and I’ll make sure nothing happens to you. Do you believe me?
He nodded.
I removed my shorts and began to wade into the water. I turned to look at him as warm Atlantic water washed about my knees and splashed up my backside.
He grinned a goofy grin.
Come on!
He looked around, suddenly nervous. He took a few steps.
Come on, sweetie,I encouraged him. You’ll be fine. We’re going to be fine.
Your cast is going to get wet.
I don’t care.
You sure it’s safe?
Of course I am.
We’ll get in trouble.
No, we won’t.
Someone will see us.
No, they won’t