Almost

Kyle is still bouncing on one foot, trying to get his socks off, when Alice takes off. "Whoa, hey! Not fair!"

Finally ready, he sprints into the sand. The feeling was so much like home, it was automatically a feeling of bliss. For the first time in weeks, Kyle felt free.

Gaining ground on Alice, he can't help but laugh as he runs. They were nearing the water and he was going to lose. "You cheater!" he hollers ahead.

Right before they get there, he dives for her ankles. Successful, he takes her down, but he's down too. Trying to reach the surf before she does, he crawls over the top of her, getting tangled and choking on a laugh as he sprawls on his stomach, one arm stretched toward the water five feet away. "Help!"