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Celly’s comment.
    ‘I can’t see
that mum or dad will be that worried about me, to be honest Celly.
I’m sure that doctor of yours told them and the police I didn’t
seem to be in any danger when I was taken by your
family.’
    ‘Jake! Don’t be
so ridiculous!’ Reaching out, Celly shook him tenderly. ‘Of course
they’ll be worried!’
    Jake shrugged
again.
    ‘Doubt it. Fact
is, they were thinking of sending me away to boarding school pretty
soon anyway. It’s not like I ever saw much of them anyway; they
were always so busy working. You know; high-flyers weren’t they,
right? Board meetings to attend, clients to meet, can’t afford not
to postpone this, sorry about your birthday Jake, blah blah
blah.’
    ‘But you, Jake; you must miss them , right?’
    Jake grimaced as
he briefly pondered this.
    ‘Only as much as
I missed them when I hadn’t seen them for a few days because our
individual flight paths never really crossed. Why’d you think I was
always round at your place, eh?’
    Giggling, Celly
pushed him playfully in the chest again.
    ‘And there was
me thinking I was the attraction!’
    Jake stumbled,
lost his footing, and would have fallen back into the water if
Celly hadn’t swiftly swung an arm around his waist and brought him
back to his feet with nothing more than a panicked
splashing.
    ‘But you were the attraction, silly,’ Jake said, slipping his own arm
around her waist to steady himself. ‘And as for now, well; there
are worse places to be together, aren’t there?’
    With a lazy wave
of his other arm, he drew Celly’s attention to their glorious
surroundings.
    The hills were
covered in an amazing variety of greens, of weirdly shaped leaves,
of exotic trees and their vibrant blooms. The curling beach framed
it, blinding white in the sun. Then came the sea, the sea they were
still standing in, an ever-changing mix of pure, rich blues, topped
with an endless, undulating web of sparkling glints.
    The reflected
sun threw up glistening silver patterns across their bodies,
shimmering, vibrating, bringing their skins alive with a rolling
light that seemed to have its own heartbeat. Their bodies shone as
if made of sapphires.
    ‘As for mum and
dad,’ Jake continued resignedly, ‘well, we’ve all got to grow up
sometime, haven’t we?’
    Suddenly, he
felt Celly slumping limply against him.
    ‘Celly, you all
right?’ he said anxiously, turning to see why he was now having to
support her in the crook of his arm.
    There was no
reply. Celly’s face was blank. Her eyes had rolled back beneath her
lids, revealing noting but white orbs.
    ‘Celly!’
    Wrapping his
other arm around her, Jake began to urgently drag her through the
water back towards the beach.
    The jolting,
lurching moves and the splashing of the water across her face
seemed to slightly revive Celly, although she still sounded bleary,
dazed, as she spoke.
    ‘What? What
happened?’
    ‘You fainted…you
fainted, or something.’
    ‘Really?
Sorry…sorry.’
    Although Celly
could almost stand for herself once more, she was still a little
unsteady on her feet. Jake continued to support her as they plunged
through the swirling waters. It was ungainly, awkward, clinging to
each other like this as they had to raise their feet high to avoid
the clashing waves. They began to laugh at their own awkwardness,
the ridiculousness of it all.
    With relief,
they both threw themselves down face-first onto the soft, warm
sand. Still laughing. Still holding onto each other around their
waists.
    They turned
their heads to look at each other, their faces only a hand’s width
apart.
    ‘Sorry Jake,’
Celly said. ‘I don’t know what was wrong with me out there. I just
suddenly felt dizzy, for some reason.’
    ‘It might be the
heat. Or perhaps you’re just exhausted after taking on that wild
boar.’
    Jake grinned
stupidly.
    Celly grinned
back.
    ‘I don’t think
so; I felt fine until just a few seconds ago.’
    ‘Well, you seem
okay now;
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