What I remembered next was being on the beach at sunset. The woman was there tending a bonfire. The three other women I recalled being at the waterfall danced around in the firelight, as if an unseen drummer set her hands to a djembe. Watching the yellow and orange sky fade to red then to indigo, I had a distant recollection that I had come from somewhere out on the water, but it didn’t matter. I wouldn’t be going back out to sea, this was my new home. The beguiling woman who coaxed the flame...