Re:Treat

She asks about New York, and you give standard responses as you would to anyone. You have forgotten the city completely -- one endless swim in the ocean washed it right out of you. But it sinks in as you stare at the sky, the sense of the scrambling city bumbling about your insides. You miss it terribly and wonder how you'd ever leave it again. 

Troubles rage against the insides of your eyelids, no 4-hour flight can ever save you from that. But a warm Caribbean breeze strokes the back of your neck, and while New York is miles and miles away, you know it is coming, you know it will return. May lies in wait, adventure in the margins. All you have to do is say yes.