There's awe in her voice as she looks out the car window at the curving beach, damp sand marking the tideline. Even from the road, she can feel the warmth of the sun seeping into her, soothing all the places that are still sore or bruised from the attack. She closes her eyes and sniffs, then grins at him, delighted. "I can smell the salt in the air."
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Date: 2023-02-05 02:36 pm (UTC)There's awe in her voice as she looks out the car window at the curving beach, damp sand marking the tideline. Even from the road, she can feel the warmth of the sun seeping into her, soothing all the places that are still sore or bruised from the attack. She closes her eyes and sniffs, then grins at him, delighted. "I can smell the salt in the air."