From the book, Jaws: The Revenge. By Hank Searls. Berkley (1987).
Suddenly the banana boat hit the wake of the Big Egg Harbor cruiser ahead. She could hear Thea squealing as they hobby-horsed through the waves. She turned to see that the child was hanging on.
Behind Thea, she saw a fin. From her low vantage point it looked like the Rock of Gibraltar, awash in a streaming tide. It was rushing up their wake.
Instinctively, she turned her body, yanked Thea from her place, and body-slammed the athwartship between her daughter and herself.
Her last thought, as she braced to take the impact, was that she'd sprained her back.
For an instant she was in shadow, as the great white's jaws sprung open.
Then she and the last five feet of the rubber boat were crushed into a jumble of flesh and neoprene rubber as the swords of glittering ivory met and pressed.
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