She was about to rush to his side, when she saw his clenched hands rise and fall upon the sand repeatedly. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill, and the ground deluged by the recent showers. He leaned towards her, laid his hand tenderly upon hers. My Mom inherited our house from our Grandma, otherwise they never could have afforded it, not even twenty years ago. Sometimes her straying mind would become astonishingly active—embroidering bright and decorative things that she could say to Capes; sometimes it passed into a state of passive acquiescence, into a radiant, formless, golden joy.
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