Henry’s Notebook
Saturday, October 14th, 2006He's counting in the waves. (One, two, three, four, five,six). The seventh is always the biggest, he thinks. His feet are wet with sea water, barefoot and glistening with sand.
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He's counting in the waves. (One, two, three, four, five,six). The seventh is always the biggest, he thinks. His feet are wet with sea water, barefoot and glistening with sand.