My Man’s Best Friend


Sprawled on a blanket over the cold, dusky sand, I watched my man and his best friend bound across the beach in the amber glow of twilight. It was one of those achingly sweet moments: the silhouettes of my two loves against the silver sea and waning light, sharing the exhilaration of wild abandon, carving their parallel paths toward the vast, endless ocean…then back around toward me…coming right back to me…


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