A reporter interviews a woman who had been

swept off her boat while white water rafting. He

wants to know how it felt to be sucked down into

the whirling water, especially knowing, did she

know four people had died because the melting

snow pack made the water run high? How

did it feel to be so close to danger?

Did she know she might die?

 

I want to know about the thrill of reaching up

through that white water before the surging

wave dragged her under. Did her heart beat

with wonder at the swirling water before it

pushed her up and over the rocks? Not

was she afraid but was she filled with

wonder? Did she love it? Was

that why she did it?