The beach, Monday morning

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After stopping in the Third Floor Common Room for muffins and glomping, Dinah had to take off or jump out of her skin. Sunlight. Beach. Nothing to be afraid of. It was awesome.

And it kept her from thinking about stuff she'd told Tony. She was not in denial. Just, maybe, avoidance. For a little while. 'Til she had some distance.

Running was good for that.

[open as beaches are]