125 words: Rip Current

She summered in Kauai. She would hear from home while she sunned herself on the beach, brushing off news as if it were sand stuck to her skin. When they told her about her brother coming home from rehab, she went quiet. They spoke excitedly about his new, clean journey. She lay in the surf, burying her legs in the muck. She knew the look on their sad faces the next time he got money. Water ran over her torso. When he had money, he shook the chains free. The waves tucked her into the warm, safe hole. Salt stung her eyes. I have only one thing left to do, sink back into the ocean. She thought, the woman, the crab, the floating water debris.

 

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