Stella's Beach

Shadows danced across the white sand and the sun scorched the back of my neck. I wriggled my toes into the hot sand. The cool blue waves slapped down gently at the water's edge. It looked like something from a glossy postcard, but more fresh, more real. Palm trees slowly fanned my face and clouds drifted over head in the cool breeze. The hard wood of the lounger dug into my back and I gazed out into the mass of swirling greens and blues and secrets. I took a deep breath and dived under the water, letting it wash over my back and the sun shine down.