After a decade, father and daughter meet.
Enjoy..
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Tide was going out, waves licking the legs of my chair, water warm. The sun, still below the horizon, charged the clouds with an amber glow.
I love dawn on the beach. Not many people around. I bring my coffee. In the off-season, I'll go naked, too many people now. I tilted my Panama down on my face and waited for the day.
She was walking, far away, but I could tell she was young, thin. Walked slow, looking for shells and checking out the sunrise. Closer now, she was eighteen, twenty maybe. Dancer thin, but swimmer strong, in the shoulders. Built like a boy, just a handful on top but round below, long brown hair, sun-kissed. Like my ex-wife. Why I kept looking at her, sideways, from under the hat. Cool.
A shadow? No, tattoo, a d
