Leave the World Behind

tumescent.

odalisques

tepidity

quotidian

His glance kept straying to the lifeguards. So did Amanda’s. How could they not? There was a metaphor less tiresome—what would stand between you and death at the hands of nature but beautiful youth, flat stomachs, nipples the size of quarters, swollen biceps, hairless legs, browned skin,

respite,

desultory

mollified,

suds,