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written for 100 drabbles of summer 2012

8) sand
I kicked my feet, stretching to touch the tip of an incoming wave as I sat on the beach wall. I grinned, poking my tongue through my teeth as my dad came over with an armful of hot chips. Our special day at the beach, just me and him, he did this with all of us. Spent proper time together like families in those old Christmas stories.

He handed me a tray, we both tucked in in silence, we didn't need to say anything. Even with a heavy dosing of sand the chips filled our stomachs to match our hearts.

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