The Lifeguard
On a quiet Caribbean beach, I swam beyond the first line of breakers while Natalie sunbathed near a sandstone outcrop.
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A resort cycle: midday heat, the beach, and a morning that puts everything in its place.
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On a quiet Caribbean beach, I swam beyond the first line of breakers while Natalie sunbathed near a sandstone outcrop.
The morning after the beach encounter, Natalie stood in the rental villa kitchen wearing a silk robe and making coffee.