'Look. Dad. Suzanne. Look.'
'Where?' I ask. 'What do you see?'
'There, there,' Roger shouts, and points again. 'Do you see them?'
'See what?' I'm excited, but I don't know what to look for. 'Tell me what you're pointing at, Roger.'
'Dolphins. They're jumping out of the water and diving back in again.
There. He points off the bow.
I look again, real hard, and I see what Roger is pointing at. A school of dolphins, leaping.
'Dolphins are mammals', Dad says, 'and different from fish. They're also very intelligent and friendly. Wave at them. Maybe they'll come closer and leap near the Snow White.'
So Roger and I wave at the dolphins and call out to them.
'Come on over,' we shout.
They must hear us because they change direction and jump and dive in our direction. When they're close they turn and swim alongside. Mother comes up and holds on to us as we lean against the rail and wave and call out to them.
The dolphins stay with us most of the way to the island. About a mile offshore they turn away. We're sorry to see them leave. I guess it's time for them to head for home.