It was the fourth of July. We had decided to join our long-time friend, Rob and his fiancé Stacey at her parents cabin for the day. In the water along the dock sat an older pink and white jet ski. This behemoth of a machine was meant for two people to ride and took several tries to get started. Stacey and Rob went first. They putzed around for a while getting it going and eventually zoomed off. Both returned later with wind-blown hair.
I dunno, should I go for a ride too? Water things kind of freak me out.
