Page 313 of The Paradise of Avalon
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Yosh lifts his board and glances over his shoulder to check on me.
“Coming, Sapphire?” he calls, picking up the one with Mount Fuji and the rising sun.
I jog after him, steal a kiss from his cheek, then snatch up my board.
“Last one in the water tops tonight!”
He shouts something after me, but I’m already halfway to the shore.
The gulls soar above me, following my run and joining the race.
At the waterline, I throw my board into the swells, spread my arms open wide, just like I’ve done a thousand times before.
It feels like I’m flying.
I am free.
