Laughter still scents the air with a salty, lusty tang. Night swimmers still stroke their way through the purple waves and break through the whiteness...of seafoam. The island is still beautifully clad in the black of night and spangled by party lights and strobes. One horrific homicide cannot put a dent in that. *** Matthew swims up from the shore, his red-gold hair glinting in the waning light of the full moon and he shakes the seawater off his hairy limbs as a wet dog would shake its coat,. Sam was not fooled – not for a minute, she was as much aware of him as he was of her. He put his head back against the headrest and watched her. Sure enough, the colour began to enter her cheeks again. She glanced up at him and raised her brow questioningly. ‘Sorry I was miles away and didn’t mean to stare,’ he lied She grunted softly the only sigh of her disbelieve, and returned her attention to her book. He continued to watch her. She resolutely ignored him. Finally she threw her book down,. Loose blue jeans were soaked through, as was the long sleeved white shirt he wore. The water had turned the garment transparent. Cotton clung to the outlines and shapes of the muscles in his chest, his abdomen and across his shoulders, and it also revealed the tattoo black wings, line art outlines only, that the boy bore across his shoulders. Sera had designed then for him, and these days, Thomas really did have wings. He walked softly in the rain, each step slow as he moved forwards with his. She laughed. Then we both laughed. Actually, I was having the time of my life. I gave her a hug, then got embarrassed and turned away from her. Hugs were not professional, I thought. But she felt good.The first Monday of the actual production run finally arrived. Everyone was in place. I noticed that Nurse White was rather anxious, but so was I.The first students arrived. I explained the procedure. Two students backed out, but four remained, joking good-naturedly with each other.The first.