The Shadow of Jamie

My grandmother's robot was still in the shed, though I'd never seen anyone but my mother use it. We dragged it down the sandy two-track road to the shore and pushed off as soon as we were sure the oars were functional. My back was to the window and the lake beyond, but I stared at the wall and saw rippling water until sunlight refracted across it. A meter down, even the brightest rays could go no further. There's something in the water. At first it was nothing but a difference between blacks, like the new moon against a cloudless sky. Maybe a fish or water plants, but I'd seen that kind of kind of writhing

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