—Stacey Donovan, Writer, Editor, and Author of Dive
From Chapter 3
“Drink,” she said.
Johan closed his eyes and took a sip. Then a gulp. Coolness spread through his body. She’s nice. It was the most delicious thing he’d put on his tongue. Refreshing. The girl held the cup for him until he finished.
“Thank you.”
The girl nodded.
She set the cup aside and stepped away to pick up the coconut and machete again. Keeping her left hand out of the way, the girl held the machete in her right hand, centered it on the coconut, and hit the coconut in the middle. It split in half. She brought the coconut to him. Using the skin that was between her teeth, she scooped the coconut flesh and fed him.
Johan savored the soft meat. It wasn’t as sweet as the stuff his granny used to sprinkle on cake. But it was really good.
The girl was about five feet and a couple inches, and it looked as if she could use something to eat, though she wasn’t as thin as the other refugees he’d seen. She wasn’t trembling anymore. When she finished, she set aside the spent coconut and cardboard.
“Thank you, Miss. My name is Johan. What’s your name?”
She narrowed her eyes at him for a moment.
“Jesi, my name is Jesi.”
Her voice was pleasant. He was exhausted. What is it about her eyes? She stood up, startling him, and walked deeper into the cave.
Johan closed his eyes and took a sip. Then a gulp. Coolness spread through his body. She’s nice. It was the most delicious thing he’d put on his tongue. Refreshing. The girl held the cup for him until he finished.
“Thank you.”
The girl nodded.
She set the cup aside and stepped away to pick up the coconut and machete again. Keeping her left hand out of the way, the girl held the machete in her right hand, centered it on the coconut, and hit the coconut in the middle. It split in half. She brought the coconut to him. Using the skin that was between her teeth, she scooped the coconut flesh and fed him.
Johan savored the soft meat. It wasn’t as sweet as the stuff his granny used to sprinkle on cake. But it was really good.
The girl was about five feet and a couple inches, and it looked as if she could use something to eat, though she wasn’t as thin as the other refugees he’d seen. She wasn’t trembling anymore. When she finished, she set aside the spent coconut and cardboard.
“Thank you, Miss. My name is Johan. What’s your name?”
She narrowed her eyes at him for a moment.
“Jesi, my name is Jesi.”
Her voice was pleasant. He was exhausted. What is it about her eyes? She stood up, startling him, and walked deeper into the cave.
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