She tied rocks to her ankles. “What are you doing?” I inquired curiously. Her fingers paused. She took her time before replying. My palms were sweaty, an uneasy feeling climbed through my ribcage. “I’m going to do a magic trick.” She made another knot. My stomach hurt. “See, I am a magician. I can hold my breath forever.” The corners of her lips lifted into a smile that didn’t fit like smiles should. With that, she was in the water. Droplets splashed onto my shoes.
That’s the day I decided magic was real for she never came back up."