Ankyra Sound He was growing in my garden

The posture of the other suggested a tough exterior that Leonore was yet to gain, but she could very well try. Standing tall with shoulders pushed forward, she met her gaze rather than shying away from it.

My maman is named Suzu. She lives there with my siblings and uncle Etienne, unless they left while I was gone. She knew nothing of what had come before the creek for her family. She had never cared to ask and often did not bother to listen. I wanted to see where the water ended. It brought me here. Maybe not to the Sound exactly, but the coast.

She looked back south, as though to prove her point. Leonore had travelled much too far, she did not intend on turning back.