The Swimmer part 4I have a driver’s license and I could afford a car, but I’m saving my money for other things. The cold winter air is nipping at my cheeks as it rushes by. There are not many cars out now, just a few buzzing past me dragging clouds of whirling snow. My thoughts whirl along with the snow, pictures of Iosef’s body mingling with snippets of the conversation we had, but it is all overlaid with one single thought: We have a date! Norma’s is only a few blocks from the rec centre so it doesn’t take me long to get there, though my head seems to have plenty of time to draw up scenarios, both good and bad. I pull up next to theThe Swimmer part 4
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I can’t help watching the other man swim. He has long powerful strokes and lean muscles. His skin is an almost translucent milky tone, like those expensive porcelain dolls my sister had, and he has amazingly long hair, a flow of dark chocolaty brown hair down to his hips. He usually captures it under a blue swimming cap, I’ve always thought it would look better with a red one, but today the hair is floating behind him in a stream from the ponytail. At the end of the pool there is an abacus you can use to keep track of how many laps you’ve swum, blue beads for ones, white beads for tens and green beads f
Friday Night Lights.She traces her fingers around the palm of his hand and he says something she can't hear. She wants to paint his nails a dark color or follow his veins down to the place where the drum inside him beats like a giant behind a cage. And where they sit, the Friday night lights make his hair look dark, and they make shadows beneath his chin. His clavicle. He smells like cinnamon. Insecurity.Friday Night Lights.
He leans his chin on her head and she can feel his lips in her hair. I love you. The heels of their feet bounce off the concrete ledge. His sweatshirt is too big for her.
She touches his jaw with her fingers and she can feel those ti
Sun and rain
Computer stopped being evil
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"La vita è vita...Che sia avvolta da pelle, piume, o scaglie." (Babylon 5)
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"We accept the love we think we deserve." ~ Stephen Chbosky
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