second taking them farther away from the docks and the safety of the shore. Looking down, Farah could see the white splashes of the waves below them.
Suddenly, an enormous shadowy shape appeared. It was larger than the jet ski. What a monster, Farah thought. It must be a shark!
Yet, Fares hadn’ t noticed, he kept his gaze ahead until they quickly reached the boys. He stopped the jet ski and was about to jump into the water when Farah grabbed his arm.
“ Wait!” she cried.“ Don’ t go in!”
“ What? Why!?”
Farah paused. The two little boys were struggling in the water, trying to hold onto their over turned jet ski. They didn’ t have much time.
“ Because … because you’ re driving the jet ski. If you get off, it might tip over. I’ ll go!”
Then with one last look to the shady figures below the water, Farah jumped in.
As she surfaced, Farah opened her eyes and looked for the boys. She hadn’ t realized that she had jumped in with her hat, and now it was dripping sea water into her eyes. Shaking her head, she reached for one of the boys.
“ Hold onto me,” she said.“ We’ re going to save you.”
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