"No it's not," Mack argues, coming between them and reaching over to poke at it with her fingertip, but Flo curls around it protectively, squealing out a distressed, "Stop!"
"Hey, calm down," I tell them both, giving Mack a don't you fucking dare look when she reaches for it again, though the look she gives back to me is a challenge, and I know she's just biding her time.
And just like clockwork, the sand dollar moves in Flo's palm, it's tiny little legs or whatever the fuck it has tickling her palm, and she shrieks, dropping it to the towel and taking a step back. "See?" I say to all three of them, smirking when they all lean down in unison to get a closer look at it.
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Date: 2011-08-15 02:29 am (UTC)"Hey, calm down," I tell them both, giving Mack a don't you fucking dare look when she reaches for it again, though the look she gives back to me is a challenge, and I know she's just biding her time.
And just like clockwork, the sand dollar moves in Flo's palm, it's tiny little legs or whatever the fuck it has tickling her palm, and she shrieks, dropping it to the towel and taking a step back. "See?" I say to all three of them, smirking when they all lean down in unison to get a closer look at it.