Carrie sat in the sand and listened to the surf. The sun had set behind her ten minutes ago. Her surf board was close by her feet. Her son was bodysurfing in the last of the reflected sunset light. It had been a very long week. She picked up the beer beside her and took a sip
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But isn't that the way of things most of the time? We manage to become surrounded by people that constantly see the good in us and it's almost unbelievable to think that they are actually right, considering that we can see the good in them that they can't see in themselves, either.
These two characters really felt like two peas in a pod to me; great job by both of you!
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This is a really beautiful unfurling, both in the tender external moment you created to live and rest, but also in the stream of consciousness worrying that we are all subject to, especially in times like these.
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