Chapter 7: Moving on
“That’s the way,” calls the instructor from above. “You’ll be itching to do this again by the time you reach terra firma.”
I doubt that. Below me, Anika’s laughing.
“Come on, slow coach. I was way faster than you.”
I love her tinkling laughter and now on the final part of the descent, I’m forced to admit, I’m enjoying this. I feel alive; my heart’s pounding, blood rushing in my ears, and body tingling. I feel amazing.
I look at Anika and my pulse quickens even more.
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Anika took David on her next trip which irked me, though it shouldn’t have. David was having man trouble and needed a weekend away from it all. He asked to go which was fair enough. For once, I thought through my irritation rationally and kept my paranoia in check, its whining voice smothe
