I’ll Leave You Here Among The Grains

Short fiction

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“How many grains of sand are there… on all the beautiful beaches in the world?” She’d asked this, smiling, staring into the water, and balancing herself with her arms.

I’d looked at her with a questioning stare, as if, how in the hell can I answer such a question? Still, she waited for my answer.