release, away from all that, into the ocean, the living ocean, the great blue arms of the only one she knew would never hate her, and she’d been planning for so long that she had no right to be surprised at the willing coil of her knees, the forward leap, her legs obedient and ready. Still, the air shocked her as she hung aloft, suspended so gracefully that it seemed for an instant that she’d been freed from the rules of gravity, that she wouldn’t fall after all, that the sumptuous night would hold her in its embrace forever,
