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Roll Away Your Stone

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Niva and her pale, sneering friend were wading into the sea, thought Vetiver in astonishment, for all the world as though they were children. They fumbled and minced their way to waist height, gripping each other's hands and eyeing swells as if they were mountain peaks. A little ahead of them, Gila thrashed out a clumsy freestyle, barely keeping her head above water.

Vetiver grinned, reminded of teaching nieces and nephews to swim, on her occasional visits back home. These inlanders, they didn't know the joys of the sea; they would make fools of themselves trying to learn, and she would have fun watching them do it.