Eyes closed gently against her cheek, with a warm breeze blowing off the coast against her face, E is blissfully happy. The smile on her face spreads wide, and she wiggles lower in the chair. Sand has dried to the soles of her feet propped high on the rail, and her hair, sticky with sea water, is pulled roughly back to open her face wide to the dancing rays of sun that soothe the spirit. She is waiting for the the horizon to dim to a deep dark blue rushing through a thousand unexpected colors as afternoon seeps into night.