sophie stole her neighbors dingy last Saturday, not out of spite for them, but out of necessity for the dingy. the mountains obscured her view of a particular cloud that had been morphing from one animal to another to another to another. she had been watching it tell a story all morning.
she didn't anticipate how heavy the dingy would be to drag off the beach.
by the time she got the boat in the water and herself in the boat, it was too late to realize she had no paddles, and the dingy was already adrift in the lake.