Mudflats (4)

Anne-ya patted my back,

“So that’s why…then what do ya think?”

“It ticks me off, he can’t stop the waves to save gramps Yuma and…”

The seagulls cutted me off before I groaned,

“Granny too. If only she’s still around I’ll be not…not as…”

Anne-ya hugged me from behind.

“...lost”