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The woageain, no one could do a better job than she could She would have never been satisfied with the had been such a simple one Just her, her husband and her father on the beach at Gualala State Park
And their son and dog of course, two unreliable ring bearers
She flipped through the radio stations, pausing when she heard Guano Padano over the air and grinned to herself The little-known Italian band was finally getting some airplay in the States She rolled down herand stuck her head out, s sun
When she finally reached the house, the sun was close to setting She had to hurry She hated ravel driveway and grabbed her cae of the dunes in front of her house and sao children chasing each other on the sand, a dog darting between the a beer and trying to throw the ball for the dog Sa to run down the kids instead, barking and wagging her tail
In front of the, solid silhouette, ankle deep in the waves, watching the sun begin its descent
Her heart bloomed and she ran down the wooden steps to the beach, her feet running through the wars in the world
She waved at her father as she passed hi as Sammy jumped up at her The wo’s tendency to slobber all over it and scratched her quickly behind the ears
"Hey ht-year-old with dark hair and a tall build A short attention span too He looked to Gus, "Grandpa, throw ht it, just as Violet cas
"Mo her tiny arms around her cherry blossom tattoo "You al track of routine If the slightest thing was out of place, everyone would hear about it
"But I didn’t," the wo low She smoothed the fine blonde hair off of Violet’s head and peered at her "How are you, baby? Almost bedtime soon"
"No!" Violet screeched
The woo say hi to Grandpa I’o take a few pictures and then we’ll put you to bed and read you a story"
"No," the girl still said but she giggled and ran away to Gus, flopping onto the towel beside hihtened up and looked to the ocean
Ca sht back and trotted up to hi his ar the sharp cold of the Pacific Ocean as it crashed around their feet, then raised her head for a kiss Ca away