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"yes, thibault. it be important you learn to swim." mireille insisted firmly, raising a wet arm to wave him closer. "i know it be scary, baby. but it be less scary de more time you spend here."
he had entered bravely enough and now stood with his flanks wet. "come closer," mireille encouraged, knowing his feet would leave the bottom. "listen to your body, oui? you will float. do not be scared, i am here."
the sea was their birthright. she would raise him in the footsteps of val, to be a man of the salt.