Sorry — I didn’t catch your name!

Precisely what he shouted to somebody who was still on dry land.  Somebody he was hoping to recruit. With perfect ease. For a second, that lasted longer than a second, with my eyelids blocking out the sun, it felt like I was in a paneled board room with a meeting about to start.  Not at all  — I was just an “extra” floating on my back in the Pacific Ocean, and he was executing his strategy for a spontaneous merger with  … Peter…  That’s who called back to him. “Peter, I’m Nicholas.”  And then they both launched their boogie boards into a...