Part 6 - 5 Minutes Before
“Inertia creeps, moving up slowly...” Massive Attack, Inertia Creeps
I never imagined it’d be snowing the first time I ever saw the ocean.
In fact, the way I’d imagined it, it would be mid-July. The sun would be blazing down upon my too-white skin, baking it to a sharp reddish hue. There would be seagulls flying around, begging the other patrons of the beach for crumbs from their various picnics. Children would be laughing and the sand would be caking under my toenails and I’d smile as I raised my ice cream cone to my lips and listened to the majesty of the ocean as it crashed upon the beach.
No, this was nothing at all how I’d imagined it. There were no children, and there were no seagulls. In fact, there was barely any sun at all, as the early winter dusk began to settle in. Tiny snow flurries cascaded down and landed wherever they liked. In my hand wasn’t ice cream, but the tiny warm hand of a girl from San Francisco who’s other hand had found it’s way inside my jacket and around my waist. We’d been sitting there talking for nearly an eternity (or maybe it was just over an hour… Neither of us was really counting).
“Wow,” she said with a sniffle, wiping her eyes with the heel of her hand which was wrapped in the sleeve of my favorite Rollins Band sweatshirt. I could barely hear her over the roar of the waves crashing upon the beach a few hundred feet in front of us.
“What?” I replied, squeezing her a little tighter.
“Just… This…” She said. She was shivering and shaking, half due to the temperatures and half due to raw emotion. I did my best to steady her with all the strength in my arms as she sniffed deeply, finally regaining her composure. “I can’t believe I just told you all of that,” she said with a slight scoff. “I don’t really… you know… get close to people. I don’t like sharing myself that way.”
“Well, I’m glad you did,” I said with a tiny kiss to the back of her head.
“You probably think I’m a freak,” She said as she buried her face in the oversized arms of the sweatshirt she’d stolen from me.
“Not at all!” I answered quickly. “In fact…” I bent my head down and brought my mouth very close to her ear.
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