Lake Lewisia #34

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Lastly and only at his friends’ urging, he approached the ticket seller saying, “One for The Next Knight, in exchange for the memory of a Saturday in August at Rocky Head Beach?” The ticket seller smiled, all bitten lips and shy glances, and held out their hands. Sunlight splashed over them, and sea spray drowned out the smell of buttered popcorn, leaving them to hand over the ticket, paid for many times over now, in a happy daze.

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LL#34