Their feet are bare touching the sand. The boy looks up to the girl, her hair gently flowing, its movements coinciding with the waves crashing in and out. He holds his hand out to the girl in hopes that she grabs it and she obliges. They make their way down the beach walking along the shore, their feet being covered in salt water every few seconds.

The sun is setting. The rays from the sun highlight the ends of her hair as they let off a seemingly iridescent glow. She looks at the boy for a second and smiles. She moves in closer to rest her head on his shoulder. This was the end to a perfect day. Ironically, both were having the same thought, “Why does it have to end?”.

“You see it?” the boy says as he points to farther down the beach.

A small fire is lit. Accompanied with the fire is an assortment of candles, a picnic basket, and a blanket. The blanket is laid across the sand with tiny little wrinkles in the fabric. It is lavender with different shades of lavender speckled across it’s soft material. Candles flicker in and out of existence as the wind blows it also carries the scent of cinnamon. It was the girls favorite scent.

In the picnic baskets was chipotle. Two corn, beef, rice, and chicken burritos with guacamole. Guac was extra. The boy pulls both burritos out and hands one to the girl. She opens the wrapper and the ingredients begin to fall out and the burrito falls apart. The contents spill all over her and the blanket. The boy rushes to help her clean it off. His hands rushing across her blouse to remove the spilled burrito.

The girl begins to laugh.

The boy looks at her puzzled as he continues to remove the guac from her. She pushes his hands away slowly and reassuringly . Reaching downward she grabs her shirt and lifts it off. She is left in her upper body undergarments and a skirt. The girl gets up and walks backward teasingly motioning for the boy to come and turns around as she walks into the water.

The boy, enchanted by her, can’t help but follow her silent orders. He enters the water behind her. Reluctant to go deeper the boy stops when the water gets above his waist. The girl grabs his hand and leads him further out. The water is neck high at this point. Suddenly the girl pulls the boy under the water.

At first the water was warm, then suddenly a cooling sensation crept across his body. His vision becoming more and more blurry, he still had focus on the girl. The only thing he found absolution in was her.