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went, the louder they screamed. Sarah's arms were bouncing back and forth, and her hair flew straight up with the wind. Chance closed his eyes and prepared to die, and a moment later, they pounded directly into a large pool of dark water. creating such a huge splash. he couldn't see anything but mist.
The cars started to slow as they climbed out of the shallow water and headed toward the exit, and Brody removed his arm from his shoulder quickly. Chance finally let go of the safety bar and took a deep breath, but his feet were still pressed hard against the floor and he was still breathing rapidly. Sarah turned all the way around and smiled. Her face was damp and the front of her yellow halter top had water spots near her nipples. "Let's do it again," she shouted.
Chance didn't say anything. He just lowered his eyebrows and stared at her. The only thing he wanted to do was get out of that car and kick her in the ass.
When the cars stopped and the other passengers started to climb out, Brody looked down and asked, "Are you okay?" He was taller, and Chance was still slumped down in his seat.
Chance nodded. "I'm fine, man. But I'm really sorry I freaked out like that up there. I hope I didn't grab your arm too hard." He didn't want Brody to think he was a coward. "I just didn't expect it, is all."
"Listen, if I had known that ride was anything like that, we wouldn't have gone up there. Hell, I don't want you to be afraid when you're with me. I want you to feel safe and comfortable." He smiled and knocked his arm against Chance's shoulder. "Let's go do something you like, now."
Sarah had already climbed out and was waiting for them at the exit gate, wiping water spots off her purse. "What should we do now?" she asked.
Chance stared at her, and then he said, " fishhook ." He didn't say anything else out loud, but his teeth were still clenched.
She lifted her right eyebrow and smiled. "Ah, fishhook."
"What's fishhook? Is it a ride?" Brody asked. He looked excited, and his expression was animated. "Does this fishhook ride involve boats?"
Neither of them answered Brody, and Sarah looked down at her watch and shook her head. "Sorry, guys, I didn't realize it was so late. I've got to meet my brother and catch a ride home. You guys have fun."
They said good-bye and watched her cross back toward the entrance gate where her brother was getting ready to leave. Then Brody asked, "What would you like to do now? Anything you want. Just name it."
Chance's knees were still wobbling and his hands were sore from holding the safety bar. He smiled and said, "I'd really like to go down to The Pier, sit where there's peace and quiet, and have a good, stiff drink." He wasn't much of a drinker, but after that ride, he needed a little calming.
"Okay, but on the way we're stopping at the shooting range. I promised I'd win you a prize," Brody said.
He won the biggest, longest, most campy stuffed snake in the park that night. Bright lime green, with yellow and black spots, it stretched to over six feet long. Chance stood back with his hands in his pockets while Brody stretched his strong legs and pointed the fake rifle toward flimsy duck decoys. He concentrated on the moving ducks and shot perfectly straight. When his finger pulled the trigger, his ass cheeks tightened and his hips thrust forward. And Chance wasn't the only one watching him: a couple of giggling women were staring at him as he shot at the targets and whispering things to each other that no one could hear. In fact, Brody was so good, the guy who ran the shooting range offered him his pick of stuffed animals just to see him disappear. He chose the snake, wrapped it around Chance's neck and they walked down to the pier for a drink.
He ordered a beer for himself, and Chance asked for a very dirty martini with extra olives. They sat at the edge of the bar on tall stools and talked. Brody told Chance he was twentynine years old, that he'd grown up on the lake, and that he was back in town on