The Sea

“I’m going to shoot the sea,” she said.

He blinked, slowly; first one eye, then the other eye. “That’s impossible. You can’t shoot a concept . You can’t kill an idea. Not with any gun.”

“You watch. You’ll see. I shall shoot the shining sea.”

“Don’t.” He stretched his fingers up towards her, up from the sleeves of his bathrobe. “Elizabeth.”

“Elizabeth…” She rolled the name around her mouth. She felt the ammo in her hand. “Today I am not Elizabeth. Today I shoot the sea.”

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