General
I wait for the dive to come. And it does. I don't know how or where it had been...hiding out in one of the pink and white cavities on my body somewhere, I guess. But there it was. I pulled my arms back and over and my feet lifted off and I cut the water cleanly like a knife through butter. At least that's how I felt...Right then, at that exact second, I totally knew that I wanted to do it again. And again and again and again.
Zizi and Tish were sisters. They had long, chocolate-colored ponytails and cinnamon freckles across their noses.
Zizi was the small one. She like holding hands and hiding in tiny, just-her-size places.
Tish was the tall one. She knew how to buy things in stores and ride a two-wheeler.