by Lawrence Estrey23 Feb 2019
He stands by a loose turf of grass, gazing down at the shore, watching her sprint to the sea and dig her toes into the waves.
Laughing, she swims out towards a boat in the distance and plunges deep into the water.
She comes up drenched, and turns to face the cliff, her tangled hair covering her face, like seaweed.
She pushes her hair from her eyes and continues to stare.
He waves twice. She waves again and starts to swim back to shore.
And then, he climbs down the winding cliff path, to meet her on the sand.