My sister and I walked along the boardwalk one afternoon on our vacation. The hot boards warmed our bare feet. We watched the
foam-covered waves topple over each other and then slide back into sea.
The crashing water competed with the exuberant yells
from the seagulls. We bought a perfectly oval fluff of pink
cotton candy that dissolved sweetly in our mouths. Afterwards, we walked
along the edge of the water, letting the warm salty air blow our hair
away from our necks as the cool water lapped
over our toes.