Wheeling Gull Isle you oughta know

whatever she had expected, it was not blueberry's firm talk of loyalty. her eyes burned with tears; her throat with them also.
"thank you," she whispered. "i know — i know that we can raise them strong here."
the ocean gave. the island provided. god whispered gently in the wind above.
that it was forever. her breath caught and she went to hug the other woman once more.