We went to the lake for my cousin's birthday. I sat on the shore picking at the grass while she swam with her friends and the adults drank cocktails at the picnic tables. Uncle Bert came over to check on me, and sat down in the grass beside me. He wanted to know why I wasn't swimming and playing with the other kids. He started called me a chicken then, his alcohol breath burning my eyes. I found my snottiest voice, and asked why he wasn't in the water. He picked me up and walked to the end of the dock with me screaming and clawing at his chest and bulging gut. He tossed me in shoes and all, and had to jump in and rescue me when I sunk to the bottom like a boulder.