STORY: ‘Rip’

First screaming then three men pelting past, shedding shirts and shoes, over the sand and into the sea. I'm the fourth. Waving to the children battling out beyond the breakers, I wade my way in. Keep kicking, kids, I'm coming. The sea was sucking me in long before I arrived at this beach. Torn from... Continue Reading →

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