What the Sea Takes
I remember her as she was then, hunting for shells and sand dollars in the coastal shallows, incongruous and beautiful in a sun dress and galoshes.
I remember her as she was then, hunting for shells and sand dollars in the coastal shallows, incongruous and beautiful in a sun dress and galoshes.
We were five days out of a resupply stop in Cape Verde and bound for the New World when the heavy fog came on us.