“No. Please,” Fin begged. Shivering in nothing but his tighty-whities, he wished for his gazebo bound clothes.
Bob laughed. “Please? That all you got?”
Large hands grasped Fin by the shoulders, held tight against his struggles, and pressed him onto the dock stretching over the icy water.
Pressed to the edge, Fin saw everything with perfect clarity. Snow covered beaches, epic mountains filling the horizon, and all that ice cold water.
Then he was flying, swimming, gasping, and being pulled out of the icy depths.
“We do this every year! Welcome to the family!”
Fin wondered what he married into.
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