(Except the ocean isn't in view at all, so she's just pointing out into his neighbourhood. Weird how she knows the exact direction of it without having to question it, but she's really trying not to think about that. It floods her mind if she does.
Even now there's a whisper in her ear like the swell of the tide.)
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(Except the ocean isn't in view at all, so she's just pointing out into his neighbourhood. Weird how she knows the exact direction of it without having to question it, but she's really trying not to think about that. It floods her mind if she does.
Even now there's a whisper in her ear like the swell of the tide.)
I don't think I can come back.