05-12-2022, 04:03 PM
"Driftwood!" Mable exclaimed in wonder, looking around the beach as if seeing it for the first time. "Oh, you're smart, Anne, I hadn't thought of that." Back home, her and her brother would collect sticks from the land, and she supposed it should be much the same here. She had no idea how wood managed to get on the beach from the ocean, but she wouldn't question it.
"I like Whitby very well, so far. It's so different from my home, I'd never seen so many buildings so close together until I left." Mable had no trouble at all speaking loud enough to be heard, and seemed to hardly notice if she had to shout over the sound of the wind. She was more focused on turning and twirling every which way to make her skirt blow in front of her, and then behind her, and forward again.
"I grew up on a farm in Pennsylvania - or, my brother and I called it a farm at least. We didn't have animals by the end, but we had land! Did you know you can smell the ocean, Anne? I suppose you would if you grew up here like you said, but in case you forget, its a strong salty smell. You know its there no matter where in Whitby you are! The market smells of it too, from the fish. It's very unique!"
"I like Whitby very well, so far. It's so different from my home, I'd never seen so many buildings so close together until I left." Mable had no trouble at all speaking loud enough to be heard, and seemed to hardly notice if she had to shout over the sound of the wind. She was more focused on turning and twirling every which way to make her skirt blow in front of her, and then behind her, and forward again.
"I grew up on a farm in Pennsylvania - or, my brother and I called it a farm at least. We didn't have animals by the end, but we had land! Did you know you can smell the ocean, Anne? I suppose you would if you grew up here like you said, but in case you forget, its a strong salty smell. You know its there no matter where in Whitby you are! The market smells of it too, from the fish. It's very unique!"
