First, you think of water and then, of course the surface of the
  water.

Arms reaching out for air, for light, breaking the glassed-in-
  water-picture of trees,

It's best to begin in the middle of the story: to plunge right in

to the heart of things, to the sort of place where dolphins can be
  found - if you know what I mean.

There was the young man born in Japan but not Japanese
who spent his youth in Chile, who spoke of skinnydipping day
  after day
with his sixteen-year-old schoolmates, studying the light on
  naked limbs
while his mother planned dinner parties for Allende. Things
  happened so quickly
as they always do. Afterwards, when they searched Allende's
  body
they found that boy's father's phone number. You bet they
...