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[little_moons]

It'll never be for me what it is for Logan. That sense of freedom. Of flight. I come out here because it's relaxing. Because I like the water. The speckly, sparkly surface of the waves. Cool rushing salt water and that dull roar blocking out everything else. It's quiet out here because it's so damn loud. The whole damn island might break apart and

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[flowers_on_skin]

It was only a small cake, in a makeshift box. She sat on the sand with the girls and waited for him to come out of the water. When he did, she had hold of Flo's hand firmly by the wrist, brushing sand out of her palm.

"Sand isn't good for us, baby. It doesn't do anything for digestion."

She looked up at Neil, squinting into the sun.

"Happy birthday, pet."

[little_moons]

"Yeah, should've guessed you'd know," I snort, dropping my board into the sand and crouching down in front of them. Eying the box and brushing a grain of sand from Mack's cheek, I ask, "That for me?"

[flowers_on_skin]

"I know everything," said Eostre, with a touch of smugness, holding the box out to him and turning her cheek for a kiss.

"It might be."

[little_moons]

"Bullshit," I laugh, but I'm grinning and taking the box from her, leaning in to kiss her cheek and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

[flowers_on_skin]

"It's just a little something," said Eostre, shrugging, though she was beaming too, finishing cleaning out the palm of Flo's hand.

[little_moons]

Lifting the lid just enough to peak inside, I smile a little wider, dipping my fingertip in the icing, just for a little taste, and then shutting the lid quick before sand gets all in it.

"Thanks," I mumble around my finger, still sucking the tip clean.

[flowers_on_skin]

"Just a little thing for your birthday," said Eostre, still smiling. "And we thought we'd come and hang out for a bit. And then we were scared you were going to drown yourself, but it's all panned out."

Mack growled like a motorbike and started to crawl towards Neil across the sand.

[little_moons]

"Good thing you were looking out for me," I mutter dryly, choking out a laugh and swooping Mack up into my lap once she's close enough. "Watching, laughing from a distance. Thanks."

[flowers_on_skin]

"I would never laugh." Eostre said it with a solemnly straight face.

"Mack? Mack was laughing."

[little_moons]

"'Course she was," I snort, bouncing her a little on my knee and laughing when she lets out a squeal.

"I'm not so bad. Better than I was, anyhow."

[flowers_on_skin]

"Getting there?" Eostre nodded and brushed the fine sand out of Flo's hair.

"How did it get in your hair, pet? How'd it get in there?"

[little_moons]

"No fucking pro, that's for sure," I snort, lifting one shoulder in a shrug, "Been doing it over a year though... Can't believe its been that long."