Melody (Logan 1)

swim against the tide and just be strong enough to get

past it, too. Sometimes, you don't give up and give

in."

"Really?" he said, amused by my defiance. "Yes, really."

"Well, first chance I get, I'm going to take you

out in my sailboat and let you buck the tide." "Good."

He shook his head, his smile widening. "The girls in school told me Laura and her

boyfriend went out in your sailboat. Was that so?" The smile quickly faded. "I have a different

sailboat now. And I told you," he said, turning away,

"I don't talk about Laura's disappearance with anyone.

Especially strangers."

I watched him walk away, shoulders sagging,

his head bent, his hands clenched in fists.

The wind grew stronger and whipped past me,

catching my hair. Sand began to fly from the beach

into my face. The small patches of blue had

disappeared from the sky, now completely overcast

with dark, brooding clouds. I could feel the ocean

spray even this far from the beach. It all began to

terrify me. How could weather change so rapidly? I started for the house, bucking the wind, every

step harder than the one before it. My feet slipped on

the sand that gave way beneath them. It was harder

than walking on ice. The wind was so strong, my eyes

began to tear. I had to keep them closed and pump my

legs hard. I tried to run. My blouse flapped over my

breasts and ribs.

Just before I reached the house, the first sheet

of rain tore down, washing over me. I screamed and

ran harder for the front door. When I burst in, Cary

stood in the hallway, a look of glee in his eyes, an "I