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almost deafening.
Is it going to eat me? Regaining his terror-
stricken senses, Milo inhaled a mouthful of water as he struggled to swim to the surface, which seemed an eternity away.
Then he felt something soft and solid beneath his feet. Nudging him with its wide, flat nose, the Thing propelled him forcefully out into the night air with a SHPLOSHK!
Shuddering and coughing, Milo clung to the prow of his half-submerged boat, the buzz of the motor echoing around him. He searched desperately for the mysterious creature, but saw no sign of it.
A bright headlight shone in his eyes.
“Milo!” yelled his stepmother.
Silver-blonde ponytail flying, Kaitlyn sped
her jet ski over to the sputtering boy. She slid to a stop, reached down and, with Pilates-honed strength, lifted her soggy stepson on to the back of the vehicle.
“What were you thinking?” she demanded.
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