Wheeling Gull Isle luson

heda looked up with a smile. "at first!" she exclaimed. "i pray when i work. it makes the gathering easier."
she looked toward the girl again, into the deep color of her eyes. "you're — blueberry, right?" heda rose and stretched, climbing out of the water to join the other on easier land. "it gets easier the more you do it, just like singing or praise or dancing."