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seconds, fire and smoke ignite the aft of the yacht. My heart thumps wildly as fear and shock surge through me, shooting to my brain as fast as if I’ve had a large dose of wasabi. I look upwards towards the bridge at my father.
    “Get the hell off the yacht,” he yells at us and disappears. Oh my God, he’s going to try to save Mom.
    Fuck!
    The flames are high and spreading fast, while thick black smoke encompasses the air. I can’t believe our beautiful day has turned into a freaking nightmare in an instant.
    I turn around to see Angela crying, and David staring at me.
    “I’m going to help Dad and Mom,” I tell to my brother. “You and Angela need to jump ship right now!”
    David grabs my arm—his grip is strong—and he pulls me back.
    “You won’t make it, you need to jump too! We’re close to the cove, we can swim it,” David yells back at me.
    My head throbs with fear and panic, but I try to seem calm for the sake of my siblings.
    Boom!
    There’s another explosion and the cockpit canopy comes down, spewing pieces of burning plastic and vinyl.
    Angela screams, and instinctively, I throw my arms around her, shielding her. David does the same as we hold each other, huddling together, encasing our sister like a shell so she’s safe between us.
    Small pieces of falling debris land on my skin, searing my flesh, and singeing my hair. It must be the same for David, but like me, he doesn’t make a sound. Our minds and bodies are probably in shock.
    The falling debris would’ve been worse for us if we were closer to the cockpit, but since we’re far up the bow, and the light winds are blowing away from us, we don’t get the bulk of it.
    This ship is going down in flames fast.
    I push Angela towards David as I separate myself from them. He still attempts to shield her, but nothing more showers us at this point.
    “Get the fuck off the boat!” I yell to both of them. “And swim to the cove!”
    David isn’t moving, and Angela holds on to him as she sobs uncontrollably. What the hell are they waiting for?!
    “You can’t save them,” David says, tears streaming down his face.
    I look back at the aft section and flames engulf more than half the ship now. Any minute the flames will reach us. Tears now stream down my face—I know he’s right—our parents are dead.
    “Let’s go,” I say as I push my brother and sister to the edge of the yacht, and we dive in.
    The water’s murky, I can’t see a thing, and although I hear eerie sounds of the crackling wreckage, the most prominent sound is my own rapid heartbeats pounding in my ears.
    When I surface, I gasp for breath, and my eyes scan the area for my siblings. Where the hell are they? I feel panic coming on, as I spin around and around—I can’t see them.
    Then I hear coughing behind me, I turn, and it’s Angela. She’s about ten feet away from me. Then David appears a few feet farther and to the side of her, but something’s wrong, his face contorts as if in severe pain.
    “What’s wrong?” I yell out to him.
    “I don’t know. The whole left side of my body feels like I’ve got cramps,” he yells back at me, his face wincing with agony.
    Goddammit! Why is this happening?!
    I look at Angela and she seems like she’s going to pass out. Oh my God, I can only help one of them.
    David yells to me, “Save Angela.”
    Fuck! How can I leave my brother? But he’s right, I have to save Angela first, she’s weaker, she won’t make it without my help.
    I swim to my sister and take her in my arms. I turn my attention back to David.
    “I’ll be back for you. Try to hang on, David. Please don’t give up.” My voice trembles.
    “I won’t,” he assures me, but it sounds weak—and he’s scared.
    Tears well up in my eyes, and I can only hope he has the strength to hold on for me to come back for him.
    “Try to back float if treading’s difficult,” I instruct him.
    “Okay, I’ll try.”
    I focus back to my sister. “Angela, stay calm,