Shaking her head, she released her mane in a
cloud of brown, then pulled it tightly, gathering it to
stuff back into the pink cap.
Phil sniggered, and continued to watch as the
girl reached into a large straw tote to remove a
blanket; she flapped it in the air and waited for the
light breeze to help settle it to the sand.
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