Surf

The cool, misty morning was refreshing. In the few days he has been here, it was the most comfortable John has felt.

When he agreed to the assignment, he had know idea how hot and humid it was. He’s been counting down the hours since the day after they dropped him off.

Looking out over the water hoping they would be early. They were never early nor late. Always on the designated minute.

Just as the sun peeked out from behind him, a Para scope rose from the water. Relieved, John strode into the surf, back to his watery world.