“Isla, honey! Are you okay? Are you sick? What happened? Is everything alright?”
I know I’m going a mile a minute, but I had way too much time to work myself up during the car ride over here. So much for my solemn vow to drive like a grandma, too. I averaged about forty over the speed limit the whole way, and I side-swiped my mirror on a dense hedge to boot.
Good thing I have expensive insurance.
“She’s alright,” Gracie assures me. “She just gave us a scare.”
I keep my eyes trained on my daughter. Isla hasn’t looked up once. The other kids are still splashing around in the pool with the other coaches. The sound of their cheering is giving me a headache.
“What happened?” I’m calmer now, though I still feel the prickly surge of anxiety beneath my skin.
“The kids were practicing their d
