They climbed a boulder on the beach, animalistic and childlike. As she mounted to the other side her sandals were like paper. He beckoned from below arms outstretched... "Jump. I'll catch you." A trustworthy gesture, oblivious to her truth. She knew if she jumped her slip could be severe. Leaning back from the impulse to oblige at all costs, she planned her next step. Following adjustments she gracefully paved her way.