Seaside Moors you will remember me

Rosalyn wasn't sure what she was expecting.  Certainly not a straight answer.  She remembered their other children, how they'd danced around the problem in the maddening way teenagers had.  It was easy to forget that there was a time she'd been the same... but then again, her youth had been stolen from her.

The beach was unexpected.  She'd never lived closer, so what about it drew her?  Why? she asked, straightforward as if it were Aningan or Erzulie before her saying this.  She was genuinely curious of the argument, because of late she'd become keenly interested in the sea's charms upon her packmates.