“I want to show you
something.” He pulled me along toward
the beach where we had watched the children play this afternoon.
“What is it?” I asked curiously,
trying not to trip on any tree roots as we hurried through the forest toward
the sand. When he ignored me, I called
after him, “Hey!”
“Hush.” After a few minutes of dodging trees and
jumping over the grabbing hands, he suddenly stopped in front of me causing me
to slam into him.
“OW! Damit!
What the hell?” Turning back to
me, still ignoring me, he pulled a bandanna out of his pocket and reached out
for me. Trusting him, I did not move my
head, only asked “What’s this for?”
Silence. Now, instead of rushing
through the forest, he lead me slowly forward until the dry leaves and scratchy
twigs were transformed into cool, soft sand that crept it’s way between my
toes. After a few more steps, we stopped
and I felt him orient me in a certain direction. Without my sight, my other senses became sharper; there was a soft wind caressing my cheek and
a salty sent assaulting my nostrils.
“Why are we back at the beach?” I
asked him as a section of the cloth hung down, tickling my nose.
“You talk too much,” he muttered next to my ear. I could
feel his breath warming the back on my neck as he slowly untied the
bandanna. When I opened my eyes, my
breath stopped.
What was once
golden sand warming in the sun had been transformed into my dreams; the entire
beach was glowing a soft aqua-marine.
Everywhere I looked was glowing.
When the bright waves washed over the sand, the glowing intensified, then
dulled only to be lifted again with the next wave. Then, when I took a step forward, the beach
would pulse under my foot like how it was acting with the waves. A smile broke across my face as I took
another step, then another. Soon I found
myself dancing across the sand, kicking up the glowing grains. I felt his body close to mine as he wrapped
his arms around my waist and started dancing with me. Our laughter cut through the cricket’s song surrounding
us as we spun together into the night.
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