Jack

We all trooped off of the raft once we got to the shore. We untied our bags and the ropes, letting the wood flow back onto the sea. I heaved out a sigh of relief, glad to be alive and safe. I was glad that my idea had worked. I would have felt guilty in hell if we had all been killed, telling myself that I should have listened to John.

It was good to have a crazy idea and have it work out without being told 'I told you so' afterwards. It was even better to be on land in an ...