They grew up as next door neighbors and became good friends. They spent endless hours scurrying along beaches and scouring tidal pools. In those days an odd piece of driftwood was an amazing find. Blue sea glass was rare and precious. Swan brought his head up out of neck deep water with a whitish chunk of sea glass. Hey, look at this he shouted between clenched beaks. Crab gave a disinterested "uh huh", but his narrow gaze gave away his thoughts. "How does Tri find all the cool stuff? "
As the universal saying goes, those were the days.
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