Wheeling Gull Isle kasta

the brandishing of giggles from behind her made her recoil. of all times, "i was trying to catch a fish ... but?" she sighed again as she watched her escape victim wiggle between the rocks, triumphant.
she jerked reflexively as he sniffed her cheek, but relaxed and said nothing. "i can't do this." she imagined if she got shown up by someone younger than her, she would really escape into the ocean for good, like a hermit under the sea.