11-20-2009, 06:25 PM
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Godelieve was also a lover of the ocean. As she grew up her father had always sang a particular lullaby to her that was about a little baby seal. It reminded her of the water every time she heard it. Beppe had always told her the most wonderfullest stories! She missed him so much, but it was hard for her to think about that. She tried forgetting about him, but she couldn't. Not about him or Otto or Vasco or Genevieve either. Maybe she had not gotten along so well with Otto at first, but she even found herself missing him now too.
Godelieve was also a lover of the ocean. As she grew up her father had always sang a particular lullaby to her that was about a little baby seal. It reminded her of the water every time she heard it. Beppe had always told her the most wonderfullest stories! She missed him so much, but it was hard for her to think about that. She tried forgetting about him, but she couldn't. Not about him or Otto or Vasco or Genevieve either. Maybe she had not gotten along so well with Otto at first, but she even found herself missing him now too.
The puppy ran along the beach, her golden paws splashing in the waves. She kept to the very shallow parts, the water just barely touching her paws at time, racing along, little legs pumping. She was excited to be out and running around. Hemming had gone somewhere so she had figured that it was her chance to get out there and explore some more. She didn't know if he would let her be all the way out here, if he knew. She laughed and looked out at the big blue sea, kicking up some water.