Virgin by ocean

"Mum.”

“Yes, Airlie my love?”

“What is the beach like?”

“The beach?”

“Yes, the beach.”

“Well….” - Her mother's passion rises.

“Everything slowed down, quieted. For a moment, the chaos and worries of the world faded away. I was lulled into a peaceful state of being, fully present. It has this transcendent quality, that can evoke stillness within.”

“It’s beautiful…”- The mother admires her thoughts.

“I like the idea of a beach.”

"What do you mean, Airlie? You’ve been to a beach before."

"But that was a long time ago."

"4 years isn't that long!"

“But anyways, what about the sand, Mom? It gets everywhere!"- She tries to change the subject back to the beach.

Chuckling softly, the mother nodded. "Yes, my love, sand is a mischievous companion. It finds its way into every nook and cranny, reminding us that life can be messy and unpredictable.

“That’s so deep for just a beach.”

“But it also teaches us to let go and embrace the joy of spontaneity.”

“You really do love the beach, mother.”

“Well, I find solace in the vastness of the ocean. It’s my happy place.”

Airlie stopped to glance at her mother.

“Hmph. So, mother. Could you take me to the beach right now?”

“Right now?” She looks at her daughter with slight confusion but a tinge of excitement.

“Yes, now."- She bites her cheeks.

“Is something wrong, my love?”

“Oh no no. I just, really want to go to the beach.”

“Oh how you're such a mother’s daughter!

The mother inhales the sweet, salty air from the serenity of the beach.

Arms up, in the air. Feeling the cleansing energy flow through her body.

“Don’t you just love that feeling when you're at the beach!”

“Yeah mum, it’s great.”

“Come on, Airlie. Arms up!”

Airlie shrugs.

“You're the one who wanted to come here.”

“Only because it’s the best place to see you calm.”- She turns her back.

“What?” - She looks at Airlie.

She turns to face her mother - “Mum…”

“How do you know when you aren’t a virgin anymore?"

…..

Her mother pauses. Processing the sentence her brain just could not process…

She leans to hug her daughter. Wrapping her arms around her head and placing it on her chest.

“Oh, my baby….”

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Authors Notes:

Thank you so much for reading my story!

Sometimes places play a huge part in confessing.

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