“You’ll be fine,” my father said as i stayed frozen on the ground. mom was upset i was interrupting my brother’s celebration. (4 of 7)

“The deck was slippery,” I managed to speak, “like it had oil on it.”

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Rachel was already examining the wooden boards. “This is not water,” she said, her voice hardening. “This feels like some kind of lubricant.”

All eyes turned to Jason. He had gone pale. “It was just a joke,” he muttered. “Just a little prank. I put some of Dad’s deck oil on a few boards. I thought she would slip and maybe fall in the pool. I didn’t think…”

The silence that followed was deafening. In the distance, I could hear sirens approaching.

The paramedics arrived with remarkable efficiency. Rachel briefed them on my condition. The lead paramedic, Sarah, asked, “Was the surface where you fell naturally slippery, or was there something on it?”

“Her brother admitted to putting deck oil on the boards as a prank,” Rachel said.

Sarah’s expression hardened. She turned to her colleague. “Mike, can you check the deck surface and document what you find, please?” As they worked to immobilize me, she made a call on her radio, requesting police presence at the scene.