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Safe Harbour

Safe Harbour by Melissa Todd

We went straight down to the sea, James and I. I made a picnic breakfast of bread and jam and juice and together we cavorted on the sand, already warm at sunrise, the sea touching the sleeping shore like a considerate spouse, withdrawing to breathe, returning to caress. Shore a buttery yellow, the colour of proper ice cream, the sea calm and cold, diamond transparent. James, a solemn little toddler, not quite two, set to work collecting shells, seagull feathers and pieces of driftwood, muttering over each discovery, refusing, dog-like, to leave anything behind.

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