We sat there in the sand as time committed suicide and the world’s clocks went into a collective swoon. Trancelike, we answered the call of the sun as it danced with its beloved the sea, shimmying gracefully in the garb of multihued clouds. We went strolling hand in hand over a rainbow toward the sun, hoping it would never meet the horizon. The atmosphere charged with bliss, we wanted to stop time at that magical moment. We didn’t notice that we’d waded out to sea until the salty waves were nearly up to our necks.
With a timid laugh Ghazwan confessed, “I’m not a very good swimmer. How about you?”
“I’m not bad myself,” she replied, “but if you start to go under, don’t count on me to save you!”
They giggled like a couple of kids. By the time they headed back to shore, they were drenched t
