I squealed

My birch friend is steadily losing its leaves.
I squealed as we were getting out of the water this evening.
It was pitch pitch black and I felt the flap flap of a fish tail beat against my chest in the profoundly wet darkness. I’m not sure who shocked who the most! Once out we collapsed in hysterics and a release from the week.
Now B has arrived and a big catch up is ensuing.