The Crossing (2013)
“Checking she was unobserved, she slipped out of her clothes and frothed them up with coconut soap to try to remove the stubborn stains. Once she'd rinsed them out as best she could and wrung them free of water, she spread them out to dry on the surrounding rocks, which were still hot despite the afternoon nearing its end. She uncoiled her hair to wash it, too, careful to protect her ear, and rested her head back so the long black tresses floated up around her like lush strings of kelp. In the dappled late afternoon sun her silky skin so closely matched the golden undertones of rock and earth it seemed as if she and the water were one. It was strange how quickly the sensation of being gently held by water calmed her mind when the very thought of setting forth on the ocean in a boat appalled her right down to her bones.
She'd felt so ungrateful, so terribly feeble, when she and Mother Deborah had returned to Joseph and he'd scoured her face for her reaction to this crazy scheme.
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