Laura manages to bring herself back under control before she cries for too long. She doesn’t want to attract any attention. Since taking it off is difficult and frustrating, she decides to wait until she gets back to her brother’s house to remove it.
Laura sneaks out of the pool and quickly toddles for her brother’s house. Luckily, no one spots and stops her. She arrives and gets inside without inside.
Now that she’s back where no one will hear her get frustrated, Laura resumes her attempts to take it off, to no avail. There’s simply no way for her to remove it. As she sits on the floor in her poopy swim diaper, pouting, she remembers the dice in the safe. If she’s too small for the life jacket, she should be able to slip out of it.
Laura quickly makes her way to the safe, opens it, and takes out a single die. There’s no way she’s going to roll both. At best, she’d be turned one. And she doesn’t want to think about what happens if she rolls three or higher.
Laura chews on her lip. Of course, there’s the chance she’ll roll three or higher even if she rolls one die. She has to decide whether the risk is greater than the reward.