Game over.
Her smile returns slowly, the worry in her eyes easing, and she presses her cheek into my palm, comforted by a promise I silently hope I can always keep.
Logan crouches beside me then, his large hands reaching to draw the children close, and his voice is steady, rich with pride, as he tells them that I was the bravest of all of us. Connor gasps in awe at this announcement, declaring in a loud voice that the sharks must have been afraid of me instead. Carmen laughs so hard she nearly topples over, her giggles filling the air with a music so sweet I feel tears sting at the corners of my eyes. The questions stretch on and on as we herd them toward bedtime. Connor wants to know if the sharks swa