The storm continued. That was all I knew as we continued to look for each other. I clung to the ship and tried to hold on as long as I could, but when I saw Andrew floating almost beside me, I reached out my hand and shouted, "Andrew! Hang on!"
Luckily he was conscious and was stronger than me. Because he was quickly able to climb onto the ship and pull me along with him. So, the three of us ended up on the ship.
Dave was back at the helm, but I was back in the cabin.
There was water everywhere. But I needed to gather my thoughts.
"I can't believe we're alive," I said, feeling a rush of energy. And that seemed strange to me.
Andrew, on the other hand, was happy and he grabbed my shoulders and said, "What an adventure you and I have!"
