Words To Riptide By Vance Joy Novels & Stories

"Here, have some water to replenish your electrolytes." "First place! Way to go!" The loudspeaker kept booming. "Vance Bradford, GOAT!" Vance accepted the water and a towel, waved off helping hands, and walked straight to Rebecca. His eyes, bright from the run, sparkled like stars. "Why are you crying?" He wore basketball shorts. Below them were the healthy, muscular legs she knew so well. As she looked down at them, fresh tears surged. He looked completely lost. "What's wrong?"

I say, rushing to the supply box in the van. “Three-quarters of a mile.” “We’re losing Cipher!” Raptor barks into his communicator. “Tell him we’re on it,” I say. “What does that mean?” she asks as I grab a rope out of the supply box. I hold it up. “It means, I’m going to get him.” “Jude, no! The current is too strong.” “I’m a third year Academy student, Wendy. I’ve been in the pool many times. Tell Raptor we’re on it.”