The gentle art of swimming...
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What on earth had possessed her to agree to go swimming with Marcus? As if she wasn't self-conscious enough about her appearance, now she was going to add a swimming costume to it?!? Still, she'd agreed, mostly because she really did wish to spend more time with him, as always. There was also the fact that he hadn't laughed at her yet, despite the many times she thought he might have been well-justified in doing so. Perhaps he wouldn't laugh now either. She hoped he wouldn't.
Evey went back to the hut and took a few deep breaths, then changed into her swimming costume and applied suncream. She put a rather worn sundress on as a covering garment for the walk to the waterfall, then gathered up the hideous bright pink with lime green paisley print towel the box had provided some months earlier and put it in her mesh bag.
After that it was just a matter of waiting and reading a book, trying not to seem too jittery.
What on earth had possessed her to agree to go swimming with Marcus? As if she wasn't self-conscious enough about her appearance, now she was going to add a swimming costume to it?!? Still, she'd agreed, mostly because she really did wish to spend more time with him, as always. There was also the fact that he hadn't laughed at her yet, despite the many times she thought he might have been well-justified in doing so. Perhaps he wouldn't laugh now either. She hoped he wouldn't.
Evey went back to the hut and took a few deep breaths, then changed into her swimming costume and applied suncream. She put a rather worn sundress on as a covering garment for the walk to the waterfall, then gathered up the hideous bright pink with lime green paisley print towel the box had provided some months earlier and put it in her mesh bag.
After that it was just a matter of waiting and reading a book, trying not to seem too jittery.