In fact, Artemis’ lips had grown so chapped that the most subtle movement caused the skin to break open and bleed. His tongue and mouth felt as soft as the cheap brown paper towels available in most public restrooms. The taste of salt was overwhelming his entire mouth that he didn’t even think swallowing would be possible.
Almost as if she could hear his thoughts, Mavis said to him, “Please, don’t speak. Your mouth looks dry from lack of fresh water. I don’t have any water on me, but there is some in my car, about a mile away. Will you wait for me?”
Still unable to force a word up from his diaphragm, Artemis nodded his head in agreement. “I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
Low on energy herself, Mavis hadn’t really considered she would be so quickly running back towards her car. Nevertheless, that is exactly what she was doing. Heading north now, the ocean was on her right. She was less encumbered by her shoes, as she left them on the beach next to Artemis. This allowed her arms to move more freely. Additionally, she was livened up slightly from her contact with Artemis. She couldn’t quite identify the change, but something had occurred inside of her that she had been search for, unsuccessfully, for some time now.
To be continued…