wisdom begins in wonder
Her acknowledgement of your delight only serves to fuel it: "Yup!" you confirm merrily, grinning at Oia, lichen clinging determinedly to your hair and arms. Her mini wave breaks square across your chest, bursting into a cascade of sparkling water that splatters on your face and neck, eliciting even more of your ringing laughter as you quickly plot retaliation.
She isn't nearly wet enough.
Dipping back beneath the water you open up your eyes, easily making out your twin's legs in the clear pool. With the skill of someone who certainly grew up doing this on a daily basis you dive down below her, your feet on the rocky floor below. And then up, her legs hooked over your shoulders as you rise, hoping to tip her over into the water and register her completely submerged.
She isn't nearly wet enough.
Dipping back beneath the water you open up your eyes, easily making out your twin's legs in the clear pool. With the skill of someone who certainly grew up doing this on a daily basis you dive down below her, your feet on the rocky floor below. And then up, her legs hooked over your shoulders as you rise, hoping to tip her over into the water and register her completely submerged.
