She felt her chest trying to float up, but the blessed undertow, the dreaded reason why she was warned to never bathe in the ocean, sucked her feet down, putting the decision where it belonged, into the hands of God. She felt she must fly before it and could no longer do so. Go on. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen. The Bitchster strikes again. "I took the course I pursued to serve you.
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