Ayita laid on the beach a book in hand. Nothing made the woman happier then her nose in a book. Today's book of choice baby names and in case she got bored she brought, Edgar Allen Poe poetry. But today the weather wasn't that bad so she was happy to be out.
Though she had to admit she would rather be spending the day with her son and helping him get settled back in. she wasn't to also see if he would be willing to help build a house with her brother and daughter. there was plenty of time to ask and the kids after all didn't seem happy with their uncle. There wasn't much she could do about that.
Ayita sat up pulling out a piece of paper. She pulled out her ink well and feather. Maybe one of these days she'd seek out her daughter Ever. That was if the girl wanted to be found. She hadn't seen her in the longest time. She scribbled on the paper, hoping to pick some good names.
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