"It was your idea!"

But in a weird way it's actually kind of nice, how shocking the cold water is.

It's like the sheer surprise of it has switched off the morose, anxious, overthinking part of her brain and left her only with the part that can process what's happening in the immediate moment: the waves rolling into them one after the other, the pebbly sand under her feet, Abby beside her, and the way they're both laughing over how dumb they're acting.

"Bet I can swim out further than you before it gets too cold," she dares Abby. Then, for added insult, she swats some more frigid water at her.