Seagulls circled overhead as I dug my toes into the cold sand. The chill in the November air didn’t deter me. I made my way closer to the water, eyes fixed on the red sun setting on the horizon. Still seething from my meeting the day before with Captain Doyle and the director of the Boston FBI field office, I needed a distraction… something to cool me off. The icy cold water numbed my toes. I jumped into the ocean and the dark water enveloped me. I came up for air, rolling onto my back and floating in the glacial freeze, letting the waves lap my body and wash away the humiliation.
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Friday, August 24, 2007
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