Summer 2007

Daphne and Roland were lying in the woods, enjoying the sun and playing like teenagers in love.
At the shore of the lake there was a handsome twenty-five year old man.
“Go on, Martin” a female voice said. “You can do it”
Martin turned around. “Zoey!” he said enthusiastic and clapped his hands. Zoey came to him and he hugged her tight. “Martin loves Zoey”
Zoey caressed his hair. “I know, darling, I know” she said sweet. “You want to go take a dip in the lake?” she suggested.
Martin looked at her and she could see the conflict in his eyes. It was really hot and he could really use some refreshing, but on the other hand he really wasn’t such a good swimmer.
Zoey took his hand and smiled reassuring. “I’ll be with you. Nothing will happen”
So they took off their clothes, except their underwear and walked into the lake.
They swum and splashed water to each other. Zoey was a very good swimmer and she pulled Martin further into the lake.
“Zoey, I think we should go back” Martin said a little scared.
“Silly, you’re safe with me” Zoey promised. She dived into the water and pulled Martin under.
“Help!” Martin yelled difficult, with his mouth full of water.
Zoey grabbed Martin by his shoulders and pulled him up.
“Zoey, why did you do that?” Martin asked sad.
“I was just playing with you” Zoey said sweet. She caressed his hair again. “Sssh, it’s okay. You don’t have to be scared. It’ll all be over soon”
And with all her strength she pushed his head under water. He struggled and fought, but Zoey felt how his defense became weaker and weaker.
She pulled him to the shore and lay him down. Then she ran into the woods, until she found Daphne and Roland sleeping.
“Daphne, wake up!” Zoey screamed hysterical. She kicked Daphne in her right side and she opened her eyes.
“What?” Daphne asked weak.
“Get up!” Zoey yelled.
“What is going on? Did something happen?” Daphne asked.
“Yes, something terrible” Zoey cried. “Martin’s dead. He drowned”
It felt like the world had fallen down on Daphne.
“No” Daphne said trembling. She stood up and ran towards the lake. “Martin, wake up! Sweetie, wake up!”
Zoey grabbed Daphne’s shoulders and shook her.
“He’s dead! He’s never going to wake up!” she yelled angry and Daphne cringed. “You have to go home and break things off with Roland”
“What? Why?” Daphne sobbed confused.
“He’s no good for you” Zoey snapped. “Don’t you see it? You were supposed to look after our brother and look what happened! I tried to save him, while you were being the slut that you are”
“It’s not my fault” Daphne said weak.
“Go home” Zoey ordered. “I’ll make some calls”