We spent the day with new friends on beautiful Lake Keowee where the shadow of the Blue Ridge mountains looms beyond vast, clear freshwater spotted with wooded islands and lined with tranquil dream homes.
It was in this surreal place that spousal war ensued on a round raft named "Big Shot."
It began as a fun ride. The wind blowing through our hair and life vests, the water lightly spraying our sunburned faces, and the raft easily rolling over the waves.
And I stood.