She kept her eyes on the jumbie and swam. Both the island and Mama D’Leau were farther away than she had hoped, and with the rain coming down again, the surface of the water was rough and hard to navigate.
When she crashed into the seafloor, she had no idea how far she had been pushed. One strong pulse tumbled Corinne backward.
The force of her tail whipping wildly sent more sand and bubbles into Corinne’s eyes. She couldn’t see anything beyond the reach of her hands. Debris hit her face and body and the stirred-up sand obstructed her view. She moved into the water, just as another bolt of lightning tore across the sky and shot into the waves. She wrapped the end of her tail around the wooden shaft and broke it off, but the tip remained firmly in place.Ĭorinne slipped out of Pierre’s grasp and skidded on the wet sand as she ran back toward the jumbie. The jumbie pulled at the spear, but its hook was designed to keep fish lodged in place.
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