she watched his wide shoulders disappear between the trees . the tide goes out a slow drain , comes back in a rush . when she stood up she saw that she was at the bottom of a really steep hill . i had n't seen him come back in . i didnt know a proper tan was orange . maybe he was going out to find someone to spend the night with , and boy oh boy , i so did not like the thought of that . life was f**king close to perfect . 