My toes were in the water when I spied this tiny crab. Lol believe it or not…my mind sank down to my toes getting pinched! Of course I giggled these tiny crabs couldn’t hurt a fly. Besides, they were afraid of me.
While I was playing in the water the others were canoeing, not me…freaking rocking back and forth? No way was I staying. I got out. My fear of sharks happens to be grater than me. Oh bother.
The thought of swimming across to the island seemed quite appealing, but how would I get back?
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