Wheeling Gull Isle but i was hedging my bets at vbs

Dinah stares down at her feet as the first foam bubbles reach her ankles. The water is a shock of cold to her system, and she lets out a whoop of excitement. It's freezing!
When the tide pulls back again, she sees something — a little spiral seashell, ribbed and patterned with silver stripes against a dark gray body. Look! it wasn't a rock, but it was gray!
She leans down to nestle it between her teeth, just as another wave begins to descend upon them. She's too late to notice it; her eyes squeeze shut as her face is dunked in a bath of saltwater. She crouches beneath the pressure as the sand at her paws ripples and moves with the tide. It feels a bit like she's being sucked in with it!
But instead of being afraid, she is exhilarated, and a laugh billows from deep in her chest. Her head swivels to Judah, wild eyed. You okay?