Slowly, her feet in the cool ocean water, her eyes toward the sky. A moment of peace and calm after working all year without counting her hours to give Pip these vacations.
As her glance crosses the beach, a glow in the distance that she recognizes immediately. It's been a long time since she spent an evening by a campfire. She does not know why, but her legs move slowly closer to the light.
When you see her, she has already recognized you and she freezes, embarrassed and ashamed.
"Oh... Um... Good evening... I... Beautiful night, isn't it?"
Beautiful night? God, what's wrong with me.