Part 5 “Sure you’re not going to join me?” I smiled at Shawn from the water, swishing my fin over the surface slightly. Shawn had accompanied me out to the beach when I went for a swim most times, pretty much whenever he had the time, and this wasn’t an exception. He said he felt it safer to have a lookout, simply in case of anything. I didn’t think my safe space had been compromised, but I didn’t argue against his company. “You might like the ice water, but I’m good over here”, Shawn called out, shaking his head. He made sure to keep an eye out on the beach, but I did think he was overreacting a little. One could see far from here, and there were never even any tracks on the snowy sand of any people other than us. I smiled to myself – this was the same beach, pretty much the same spot where I had told him the truth. Showed him the truth. It meant much to me, and I was sure it meant much to him a...