“He realizes finally that the boy he’s been watching snap his board into the air, then neatly touch down- long, black, gleaming hair, pale white skin- is Felice. He didn’t know she’d learned how to skateboard. He’s never seen her like this before- so intently focused and content- her beauty beside the point, merely part of the catalog of effects- speed, balance, daring. He admires her athletic form and feels moved in some unexpected way.”
