Coconut Grove [M] a half-destroyed grove

It was cold. And it smelled bad with all these dead fish laying around. Chip shivered with the clouds overhead. Why had she come here again? She honestly couldn't remember. Maybe just for something to do. Maybe because her gaggle of kids were grown enough that she could leave them. Or they had left her. Who really knows at this point?

She spotted somebody up ahead who could have passed as her double on a really dark night. Tawny, creamy, and small like herself. She grinned, strutting up to him without a care in the world. 'Sup, cuz?