Bubbles tickle my nose and cheeks
I drift downward
into the gray soupy water
something plops into the water
Evie!
the ice cracks
a vortex of water
spins her
maybe the two of us can fight
this ghost-monster-horsefly together
blink the blur away
it’s not Evie
not the life preserver
it’s blue
Evie threw in Mr. Crunch.