She wore her favorite earrings she called "Little Suns", her first summer day back in Florida. It had been 10 years since she smelled the salt air of the Gulf Coast...so many ghosts were there. The faint shapes of all of her children, when they were so young, danced on the beach before her and she smiled to herself...thinking of their laughter and their delight as they romped in the clear blue-green water....bright, like little suns.......like little suns.
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