Coconut Grove Blooming like the shadows upon you I drowned beside

Reverie wasted no time in finding a place to settle Blossom for the night, working for several hours to make a comfortable space for her daughter to sleep. Exhausted as she was by the effort, she found herself unable to settle. Even as the sun fell away and left their strange little stretch of beach in shadow, Reverie was restless.
Eventually she wandered out to the water's edge, keeping one ear turned toward where Blossom slept. She drifted along the shore in idle thought, and her thoughts turned to @Boone. She hardly knew him but somehow she trusted him. He'd walked into the shattered pieces of her life and fit himself neatly between, as if he'd always belonged there, just as Bjarna once had. That day seemed so far away now, like another life entirely. A life like a memory already lived.
Maybe it would always be this way.