The Morning After the Storm Frankie sought his sister in the fog of the early morning, when the cool, autumn air moved over a sea still warm from the summer sun. He found her among the sand dunes, a grey figure in the mist, standing still and staring out into the fog. She took his hand when he came up to her and gave him a sad little smile.
|The Longing: A Love Story by Joseph H.J. Liaigh|