We walked down the hill, the sandy beach to our right, palm trees to our left. Lo, she is a terrible Goddess was wearing something flimsy. I was wearing something rather worn out.



We strolled past the castle and sank down at a café table overlooking Praia Grande.
It was 5 o’clock.
We watched the boats at anchor and the children playing on the beach as we enjoyed our coffees.

“What’s the date?”

“February”

“Oh”

Tee hee ha ha ho ho.