October 25, 2018


Beautiful October evening in Sausset-les-Pins, all together, washed by flaxen light. We watched the sun and the lighthouse in the distance converge on the horizon. Romy hauled rocks she could hardly lift to the brim of the sea, stood there catching her breath before heaving them into the water to land only a few inches from her feet. Colette fastidiously built castle walls and moats. Marguerite flickered along the shore, her silhouette casting a shadow in the sun. Xavier and I toasted ourselves in their light.

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