Simone didn't know what she had been a part of…
She slipped her thin arm around his shoulders, and he lolled against her. She hefted his weight, and he vaguely tried to help, pushing against the grassy island.
She levered Roger against the skimmer, and heaved.
Groaning with pain, Roger Duroc eased himself into the driver's seat. He was out of breath.
Her feet were deep in the mud at the bottom now. She pulled them up, and heard submarine sucking sounds. The water was up to her chest. Her thousand-dollar dress might as well be a potato sack now.
He had found her in a swamp, and given her a way out. Now, they were even.
And there was the question of her desertion.
The cold started seeping into her body. She put her hands on the side of the skimmer, and pulled herself up.
Roger shifted, and there was a gun in his hand, its barrel against her forehead.
She slipped back into the water, her feet touching the bottom.
Not saying anything, Roger flipped off the safety catch with a shaking thumb. Simone looked up into his muddy eyes.
There were big things nearby, shaking the cypresses.
With his left hand, Roger engaged the skimmer's' engine. A wash began to swirl from the stern, and the craft rose in the water.
Simone bowed her head, her chin dipped into the swamp.
When she looked up, Roger's skimmer was gone, leaving only a frothy wake and a wave that rocked her in the water.
She slid up onto the island, and waited for the Suitcase People.
NOTES
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