The Weight of Water

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part of either, and beyond her, perched upon a nearby shelf of rock,
     with a rudimentary fishing pole in his hands, her brother, Evan. He is smiling at her because she has been teasing him in
     a pleasant manner about the fact that he has grown so tall that his pants rise a good inch above his ankles. He is, upon his
     rock, the embodiment of all that Norwegian parents might wish in their boys, a tall and strong youth, with the thin pale hair
     that we have come in this country to favor so, and eyes the color of water. Presently, the boy puts down his fishing pole
     and takes from his sack a small dark object that he quickly flings out over the water, and which reveals itself to be a net
     of the finest threads, intricately woven, a gauze, more like, or a web of gossamer, catching the light of the sun’s rays that
     hover and seem to stop just above the surface of the pool. The girl, intrigued, makes her way to the ledge on which the boy
     is standing and sees that the net is large and comments upon this, whereupon the boy tells her that he has made it deep so
     that it will sink low into the pool and bring up from its depths all manner of sea creatures. The girl watches with fascination
     as the boy, who has had a not inconsequential amount of experience with fishing nets, and who has fashioned the present one
     from threads from his mother’s sewing cabinet, expertly spreads the net over the surface of the black water and allows it,
     with its weighted sinks, to lower itself until only the bobbers at the four corners are visible. Then, with a deft movement
     of his body, and indicating that the girl should follow him, he hops from ledge to ledge, dragging the gathering net behind
     him. After a time, he lets the bobbers float closer to the wall of the pool, where he then snags them and slowly brings up
     the net. He hauls his catch up onto the ledge on which the pair are standing and opens it for their inspection. In the net
     are wriggling bits and sacs of color the girl has never seen before. Many of these sea creatures have lovely iridescent colorings,
     but some appear to her grotesque in texture, like mollusks without their shells. Some are translucent shapes that reveal working
     innards; others are heaving gills flecked with gold or round fat fish with bulging eyes or simple dark slivers the color of
     lead. Some of the fish the girl recognizes: a sea bass, a codfish, several mackerel.
    But the girl is frightened by the grotesque display, and is fearful that the boy has perhaps trespassed in the unnatural world,
     and has brought up from the black pool living things not meant to be seen or to see the light of day, and, indeed, some small
     peacock-blue gelatinous spheres begin to pop and perish there upon the ledge.
    “Maren, do you see?” the boy asks excitedly, pointing to this fish and to that one, but the girl is both attracted and repulsed
     by the catch, wanting to tear her head away, yet not able to, when suddenly the boy picks up the four corners of the net and
     upends the catch into the water, not realizing that the girl’s foot is on a part of the net, whereupon the gossamer tears
     and catches on the girl’s bare ankle, and with one swooping movement, she plunges into the water, believing that she might
     kick the net away whenever she wants to, and then discovers in a panic (that even now I can taste at the back of my throat)
     that both feet have become entangled in the threads and the skirt of her dress has become weighted with water. In addition,
     in her fright, she is surrounded by the sealife that had been in the net, some of which swims away, and some of which floats
     near to her face. She flails with her arms and tries to swim, but cannot find a suitable ledge to hang on to. And Evan, who
     sees that his sister is in great distress, jumps into the water after her, caring little for his own safety, but greatly concerned
     for hers. I can hear my voice that is filled with the utmost terror,

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