Tales of Desire
I took one last breath, opened the door, and walked down the hallway to meet Jada.
Jada waited at the bottom of the steps, barefoot in a loose linen shirt and shorts that showed off her long legs. She smiled when she saw me and held out her hand. I hesitated for half a second before I took it.
We walked down the sandy path in silence at first, the night air salty and soft against my face. When we reached the beach, the waves were gentle, rolling in and out with a steady rhythm. Jada kicked off her sandals and stepped into the shallow water, tugging me with her. The ocean was cold at first, but after a few steps I stopped feeling it. She bent down, scooped up a handful of wet sand, and let it