There
is
Somebody Under the Water by Jeremy
"There
somebody under
is
came running down
the narrow
Tyrrell
the water!" shouted
as he
causeway constructed from dead gray
For a Micronesian with deep-tanned
coral.
Kohkoi
he looked a
skin,
bit pale.
A short white boat with two men pulled up to a shrubbless spot on The younger one, clothed
the opposite side of the causeway.
back of the boat next
at the
mouth.
could see that his eyes failed to blink. The older
I
white hat,
yellow
shirt,
Miller, in his
to the engine, his
and brown pants tumbled
camouflaged U.S.
Army
in white, sat
hand covering
crouched
man
his
in his
to the land.
fatigue shirt, sun-bleached
blue slacks, red and blue Florida Panthers cap, and bare feet, leaped into the cloudy blue-green water, leaving his twenty-four-foot fishing boat
The two men met
behind.
"Where?" side.
I
The shocked look on
orange
shirt that
He
middle of the causeway.
in the
roared out as
sprang from the water to Kohkoi's
I
was louder than
his face
his turquoise
and
clashed with his black, gray and red pants.
pointed off to the
left
"Down
green patchy brush broke,
of the causeway where the line of light there."
"Show me!" Adrenaline and blood were pounding through my veins as
we
sprinted barefoot across the coral path that at any other time
would have caused giving
my
feet to ache.
The only thing
I
could think of was
CPR. "Right there. That dark spot in the water. See
it?"
The energy
in
his voice could be feh. I
stumbled into the water, but was prevented from diving
huge chunks of coral water,
I
in front
saw Miller come
small white boat, looking
them towards the body
in
by the
of me. Standing helplessly in foot-deep
into view.
down
He was
standing in the front of the
into the water.
The older man
that floated about thrity feet
younger man was crouched so low
that all that
I
steered
from the shore. The
could see was his dark
hair.
Time slowed with
the boat that crept
Miller stooped over the edge as
we
between us and the body.
waited for him to pull someone up.
Gradually, the boat turned toward us. Miller was
38
still
bent over the side.
