There is more squealing from Jenny. Some patrons in a nearby pool turn to look, but smartly, she had picked one devoid of other life. Her legs and arms flail as she laughs, trying to turn to see him.

This has to be a part of those games Will was talking about. Splashing and tickling and chasing. And they are fun.

"Baaaart," she cries, gulping in water as she laughs. "You cheat!"