"Some say life is a roller coaster. I see it as riding a wave. You're out there on your board and everything is calm--" "Excuse me," she broke in. "You never surfed." "I did," he insisted, all innocence. "Well, I tried. I was never particularly good at it, but I did get the drift. You're out there in a huge ocean, straddling that board. The water is smooth, but deceptive. You know the waves are moving, and you watch and wait, and suddenly you feel that little shift underneath. You stand up. You totter, but regain your balance, then give yourself to something far bigger than you are. You have no control . You're just along for the ride, swept downwater so fast it takes your breath. Then it's done. Smooth water again." Molly still wasn't sure he had ever surfed, but the analogy cleared her mind. The ocean, like the earth, was soothing."