Coconut Grove little talks

It seemed her companion could sense her unease. Snowy ears splayed sideways as she swung her head ‘round to look towards the lovely woman, embarrassment coloring her features. “I’ve never swam in the ocean before,” she admitted, smiling sheepishly. For October, the sea seemed to be a vast, unending part of the world whose relentless strength was something she felt incapable of handling.