On Saturday we were at the beach and I was jumping around in the waves in knee-deep water while Jerry was out farther playing on a boogie board. All of the sudden, a monster white cap came crashing in and, at that instant, I was underwater. It carried me to shore and when I stood up, both my hat and my prescription sunglasses had been swept away.
Someone on the beach called that they had grabbed my hat and I wandered away to retrieve it. After I got it, I realized that, by moving, I'd dramatically reduced my odds of finding my sunglasses. Ever.
Meanwhile Jerry, who had seen what had happened, swam over and I waded out a bit to meet him. As I was telling him that they were lost for good, my husband reached into the Atlantic Ocean and pulled out my sunglasses. I repeat: I lost my sunglasses in the ocean and my husband found them. Only a superhero could do that! I'm still amazed.
That man should be wearing a costume with a cape.
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