That night, while staring at the ceiling instead of sleeping,...

That night, while staring at the ceiling instead of sleeping, Willa cycles through the many harrowing stages of letting a little white lie get well and truly out of hand. Maybe, she thinks, maybe she is good at sailing and just doesn’t know it. Maybe she’s even a sailing prodigy, nothing but raw, untapped talent. It’s possible this entire thing will blow up in her face in an epically humiliating way. In fact, that’s the most likely scenario. But what if it isn’t? What. If.

Tack & Jibe