The Rope: An Anna Pigeon Novel
“When she’d tried to pull her toes back toward her knees, she’d lost her grip on the wall. It wasn’t like before, when they plunged; this time she and Anna, held together by muscles too cold to move, sank gently. Anna Pigeon and the warmth she shared floated away into a lightless universe.
In Jenny’s fist was the front of Anna’s shirt. When Anna had drawn her arms around her, Jenny took a fistful of cotton to fortify an embrace she knew was going to get more difficult to maintain as the minutes ...clicked by. It wasn’t strength or courage that kept her holding tightly to her friend but the inability to unclench her fingers.
Too confused to know which way was up, Jenny waited, unafraid, in limbo. The air she’d drawn in as they sank carried her back to the surface. Her lungs sucked in the oxygen greedily. Jenny was oddly indifferent, as if the bellows pumped in a body not her own.
She had thought Anna was completely submerged. She wasn’t. Her chest was rising and falling under Jenny’s knuckles.MoreLess
In Jenny’s fist was the front of Anna’s shirt. When Anna had drawn her arms around her, Jenny took a fistful of cotton to fortify an embrace she knew was going to get more difficult to maintain as the minutes ...clicked by. It wasn’t strength or courage that kept her holding tightly to her friend but the inability to unclench her fingers.
Too confused to know which way was up, Jenny waited, unafraid, in limbo. The air she’d drawn in as they sank carried her back to the surface. Her lungs sucked in the oxygen greedily. Jenny was oddly indifferent, as if the bellows pumped in a body not her own.
She had thought Anna was completely submerged. She wasn’t. Her chest was rising and falling under Jenny’s knuckles.MoreLess
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