Once Anthony came up with the lanterns, she took one from him and had him take the opposite end of the tarp. They started along the sandbar and came to the first crossing relatively quick. The ocean looked black as ink now, and the lamplight cast a fiery glow on it, the water absorbing its color. Perrine firmly tucked her arm through the loop she'd made in the fabric on the end of the tarp and told Anthony, completely focused on the task at hand by now, "When I say 'go', stretch your arms out as far as you can, still holding the tarp, for in case I fall and need a little leeway as to not hurt my shoulder. Once I get across, heave your side to me as hard as you can and I'll get it across, so all you'll have to jump with is the lantern. Got it?"