mangroves with their stilted roots burrowing into the moist soil. The shade provided some welcomed relief from the sun. Farther in, the mangroves gave way to white cedars, tall palms, and gnarled oaks dripping with Spanish moss. Here and there, Angelina spotted a tree with small orange-red flowers or an orchid peeking through the thick ferns.
As they neared the pool, the distant sound of a waterfall grew louder. Instead of cascading over a cliff like the Flanigan Falls, here the water spilled down a hill of jumbled rocks, lush with ferns and other greenery, and divided into several streams before splashing into the turquoise pool. The water looked deep near the falls, but became shallower on the other side.