Belle goes swimming (Rousse)

Belle and I stood at the cliff edge, watching the swimmers battle in the rough waves that crashed into the jagged rocks below.

‘I’m going to do it’ she shouted suddenly, throwing her body forward.

She fell through the air in slow motion, as if buffeted by the wind. I watched in both horror and hope, praying that a gentler landing on the water would save her life.

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