Elicia Hughes wandered away from the solitary piece of beach wood her mother sat on. The beach was silent except for the shrieking call of a Gull and the occasional sob of her mother.
Elicia was too young too understand crying and the reasons for it. Picking her way among the gray, deadly dull pebbles, Elicia realized there were many, many agates lying on the gray sand. She picked one up and stroked it for several seconds, trading it for a newer, shinier one she would find.
It was an odd kind of game she was playing to amuse herself and keep her small, child's mind off her fathers murder and his strange disappearance, she came to a strip of beach were a fire had blackened the surrounding; The wood lay, dark and chalky against the smoky sand. The agates lay like comatose, charcoaled people in a hospital, dead and charcoaled, there lovely, transparent skin burned to a sooty black.
Elicia sat down abruptly, her black, satin dress matching her morbid surroundings, digging her chunky fingers into the cool, black sand, she laughed and clumped into squarest, castle shapes, setting a dark agate at the top like a flag, madly announcing the ownership of the sand.
She giggled and snatched some pebbles with a smattering of shining, black agates and walked steadily to the seas edge.
The water lapped gently at her Mary Jane's and licked her hand as it hovered over its surface. She dug the pebbles and agates out of the pockets hidden in her tulle dresses skirt, walked back a pace or two and threw the numerous rocks as hard as her chubby hand would allow. The splashes of pebbles hitting the water and sinking to their watery graves made her smile. She sighed in disappointment when the water stopped rippling in its hypnotic pattern, Elicia slowly walked back up the beach, but tripped and fell on a piece of concealed lime-stone. Falling, she thought 'This must be what dying feels like.' Before she hit the ground. No crying escaped her lips, only a barely audible whimper for her dead father.
She lay, splayed there on the ground and jumped when a large hand touched her shoulder.
"Wh-who are you?" She asked, child's eyes wide in fear.
"I'm sorry if I frightened you Elicia. I knew your father." The tall man said. He had dark hair and sad eyes.
Elicia smiled angelically and dimples burst from her cheeks. Taking his offered hand, she held onto it as she skipped back to her mother with the man behind her.
"You know, Mister? It seems like EVERYONE knew daddy!" She said happily. The man chuckled and smiled softly.
"He was worth knowing." He murmured to the agates as the girl skipped to her mama.
The agates seemed to laugh at his tears.
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