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Her feet felt ticklish as she left footprints on the sand. Walking barefoot on the shoreline was not something she thought she would experience on this trip.
She moved further into the water, allowing the tide to play with her toes as it glided gently on her skin before returning to the sea. She could imagine the giggles of her son once she brought him along to a place like this.
She was sure that Edison would have a blast and a great time as he played with the sand. She could help him build a sand castle, write his name, or play on the coastline where the water was not too deep.
"Hey, I have been looking for you." Her partner walked alongside her, but his feet avoided getting touched by the waves.
She wore slip-on sandals that she had removed as she carried them in her hand, while he wore loafers that could absorb water if soaked. She could not blame him if he did not want it to get wet. It did look expensive, like the rest of his clothes.