Stars of the Sea

This little vignette was inspired by a photo prompt from the WriYe DreamWidth.  I don’t know if starfish live in France… right now, I also don’t care.


d5d5ee08481f1b8acc4d8546d399533eEzra was glad for the break that the weekend allowed. It was also glad that things were so much closer in Europe than they were back in the States. It meant that, when he wanted to, he could take his daughter to the continent, even to places in the south of France where it was far warmer than in England.

He sat on the beach and watched her swim the shallows with other children that were near her own age. He couldn’t help but smile when she came bounding up the sand to him.

“Daddy,” she said, dropping to her knees beside his chair. “Do we have a camera that can go in the water?”

Shaking his head, he said, “I don’t believe so, darling. Why do you ask?”

He laughed when she caught his hand and tried to pull him out of the chair. As he let her drag him back the way she’d come, she said, “You’ve got see it, Daddy! There are stars in the water!” She released him to bound towards the waves again. “They live on the bottom!”

“Starfish,” Ezra said, nodding in agreement. He could tell her more about them than she’d probably understand. However, at the moment, he was content to simply let her tell him all that she’d seen in her first encounter with such creatures.

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