B22C17 - Take Bite

But David wasn't content to play tag with me. He targeted the next dolphin he saw and I couldn't match his speed.

As his tail blew past, I clamped my jaw down on it.

Big mistake.

He whipped me up and down, up and down as he kicked. Teeth ripped out of my jaw. Dazed, I had to let go. Then he turned and came for me again. I tried to swim, but the whiplash motion had disoriented me.

All I saw was a huge, gaping jaw coming right for me. And I knew I could not escape.

The orca filled my entire range of vision. So big! So impossibly fast.

And then . . .

Well, then I saw what orcas must want to be when they grow up.