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sipped his coffee. “A warm up. This site. Merely a warm up.”
    Now, as I drift through the swim-through he promised, the intensity of sea life astounds me. The reef is thick, teeming. Moray eels—all colors, all kinds—fight for space. Two to a hole. Never seen so many on a single dive. A couple of fat, fat, nurse sharks. At the far end of the swim-through, we emerge just below a school of juvie barracudas. Schooling barracuda! Giant jacks, silver and silent, hang above them. We finish the dive peering at an old fishing net, encrusted with coral. Yellow and black striped seahorses curl their tails around the encrusted ropes. We count ten before the current sweeps us on.
    I survey the group of divers. Karen, floating in front of me the whole dive, is not bad. Cares about form like Mom did. Her skills are nowhere near what Mom’s were, but she’s got that same intrepid attitude. I think I’ll talk her into taking a Nitrox course. Diving Nitrox is supposed to be loads better for older women. That’s what Mom used to say. Gave her more energy for the next dive. Good stuff on a live aboard.
    I grin to myself as I assess the rest of the bunch. My earlier prediction about the divers is dead on. Claude’s got the two worst divers. And I’ve got the two best. A couple. Early 30s. Totally in sync with each other, Zen with the water, drifting gracefully—Leesie would say, poetically, through the dive. Attuned and at one with each other and this paradise.
    That’ll be us someday. Leesie and me. After a decade together—that’ll be us.

Chapter 12
     
    TIME OUT
     
    LEESIE HUNT / CHATSPOT LOG / 10/27 9:16 PM
     
     
Leesie327 says:
   
Waiting for Krystal the Perfect?
Gr8phil says:
   
This is early for you.
Leesie327 says:
   
I’m reforming myself.
Gr8phil says:
   
You mean you finally dumped Michael?
Leesie327 says:
   
Just trying to turn in early while he’s in Burma.
Gr8phil says:
   
Burma? The chicks in Thailand aren’t good enough for him?
Leesie327 says:
   
What do you know about chicks in Thailand?
Gr8phil says:
   
Nothing. What should I know?
Leesie327 says:
   
Nothing. Absolutely nothing. How’s your angel?
Gr8phil says:
   
Kinda clingy. Kinda demanding. Kinda like it…I call her that, angel. She LOVEs that. Goes a little wild.
Leesie327 says:
   
More than I want to know. What does she call you?
Gr8phil says:
   
That’s top secret.
Leesie327 says:
   
You can tell me. I’m your sister.
Gr8phil says:
   
That’s exactly why I’m not telling you.
Leesie327 says:
   
But I’ve turned over a new leaf. I’m so nice now.
Gr8phil says:
   
What does Michael call you?
Leesie327 says:
   
Babe.
Gr8phil says:
   
He would.
Leesie327 says:
   
Okay, spill it.
Gr8phil says:
   
Puppy. She calls me Puppy.
Leesie327 says:
   
And you let her?
Gr8phil says:
   
Can you blame me?
Leesie327 says:
   
Wow. You are so whipped. Is she totally planning your life?
Gr8phil says:
   
I’m planning mine to fit hers.
Leesie327 says:
   
That sounds like you’re having a limb amputated.
Gr8phil says:
   
She’s going to BYU next year. Already accepted.
Leesie327 says:
   
And you’re going to follow her down here and live under her bed?
Gr8phil says:
   
I’m applying…might even make the team.
Leesie327 says:
   
For real? You think you can get in?
Gr8phil says:
   
You’re not the only one who can get good grades. You don’t own the place, you know.
Leesie327 says:
   
You here? That would be so cool. We could do Sunday dinner together every week.
Gr8phil says:
   
You’d want to have Sunday dinner with me?
Leesie327 says:
   
And Krystal. She’s almost family, right?
Gr8phil says:
   
I thought you’d be mad. BYU is your thing.
Leesie327 says:
   
But it’s kind of a gigantic thing to hog all to myself. I think we can share.
Gr8phil says:
   
Cool. Listen, could you help Krystal with her housing? She