February drabbles - 14

Laughter of children, slap of sandals on sand, slip-sliding sun-tan oil slathered on skin, and sounds of Velcro fastenings torn apart; toy-bags, beach-bags, trainers and children’s clothes...

Ah yes, and the whisper of wind over sea, call of seabirds, shush of water; she heard these too while inside she silently cried; boyfriend gone; she’d never belong; always separate from it all.

The cool touch of his shadow opened her eyes. “This spot taken?” He pointed beside her and she smiled. Not taken yet. Children, sandals and sunscreen might follow, but for now sweet love-birds Velcroed their hearts in the sky.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Hi Sheila,

I hope you had a great weekend
God bless you and have a wonderful week,
Ron

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