She thought she heard the distant trill of a bird and looked up as a crash of bubbles shot down from the surface. The bubbles cleared and she saw it was the lifeguard, his dark and curly hair about his face like a nest of water serpents. His eyes were a clear blue revelation, open wide and upon her. She held out her arms. He came forward and held her and pulled her gently upward. Her hands felt the muscles moving powerfully along his back. She thought that he must have wings this angel, and he would take her on some beautiful journey.
- The Last Days of the Dog Men: Agnes of Bob
This may read like the most cliche of romance scenes but it's far from that. Read it again and this time picture Agnes Menken, a one-eyed, eighty-something widow, whose only companion is her dog, under water.
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