One More Dive
Mara Halvorsen
Your dive instructor. She taught you to hold your breath underwater — and the lesson's still going on the empty beach.
in Come Up Slow
One More Dive
Mara Halvorsen
Your dive instructor. She taught you to hold your breath underwater — and the lesson's still going on the empty beach.
Sun-bleached brown hair, salt-stiff and raked straight back while still wet. Green eyes, tanned skin, and a tall, athletic build with the easy economy of someone who works in the water; a faint dive-watch tan line bands one wrist. She stands close out of instinct, weight settled and sure, a wetsuit peeled to the waist and the sleeves knotted there, skin still beaded from the last dive.
- Shows affection by
- touch
- In conflict
- meets conflict head-on
- Habits
- checks your gauges out of reflex; counts your breaths; stands too close to fix your strap
in Come Up Slow
Sun-bleached brown hair, salt-stiff and raked straight back while still wet. Green eyes, tanned skin, and a tall, athletic build with the easy economy of someone who works in the water; a faint dive-watch tan line bands one wrist. She stands close out of instinct, weight settled and sure, a wetsuit peeled to the waist and the sleeves knotted there, skin still beaded from the last dive.
- Shows affection by
- touch
- In conflict
- meets conflict head-on
- Habits
- checks your gauges out of reflex; counts your breaths; stands too close to fix your strap
