Coconut Grove a rush of blood booms in my ears,

"de islan' where de sisters settled?" erzulie inquired, head canting toward him with interest. "what did u t'ink of all dat?" her tone was conversational; the harlot had put it behind her, save for mei. that one she would gladly drown in the beloved waves.
plume beat at her flanks. "i am fat, like a seacow. perhaps you come wid me on a swim, rosencrantz?" the beta smirked, already beginning to wheel in that direction.