「A few hours earlier.」
There was a reason Shirley Thorne chose surfing as her first activity.
She had promised Ethan Grant she would use high-risk activities to prove he wasn't a "wife-jinx." But strictly speaking, surfing wasn't the most thrilling sport, especially since she knew how to swim.
'But surfing looks spectacular!'
Imagine a slender, delicate beauty speeding across the churning sea, balanced on a board that looked impossibly small.
A wave crashed over her, and for a moment, the tiny beauty seemed like a piece of flotsam between the sea and sky, looking as if she would wipe out at any second.
But to everyone's surprise, the small figure merely bent her knees, shifted her center of gravity, and was once again riding the crest of the wave.
How inspirational!
'Shirley Thorne didn't wipe out, even under such dangerous conditions?'
'So on what grounds could anyone say her husband was a wife-jinx?'
'It made no sense at all!'
