Charlotte’s POV
It always amazed me how quickly children bounced back, even when it seemed like they might never recover from an illness.
By the time we made it down to the pool, Nora was completely back to her old self, holding my hand and tugging me behind her. She had changed into her blue ruffled bathing suit and was already running toward the water before I’d even gotten a chance to set our bag down on a lounger.
I called after her to slow down and got a wave over the shoulder for my trouble, followed by a prompt cannonball into the shallow end with a splash that made a few nearby guests look up from their books.
I set up a spot for us under one of the cabanas and followed her, shaking my head good-naturedly.
“Take it easy,” I said, laughing as I waded into the po
