So you filled your hands

"It's not real," Joe says, his arms around her waist, the back of her head against his shoulder.

She twists, grinning wide. "Bullshit. Of course it is."

"I'm not saying it's not there. But it's just a dam. Army Corps of Engineers set it all up."

"It's got fish in it." Evey wiggles her toes. "It's got sand. You can put a boat on it. Of course it's real."

This is as far as I can get tonight. I am all worn out from reading Promethea, and I started thinking about Athens, and then I looked up some pictures and I couldn't go any further.

I grew up and learned to swim here.