I decide to ask her what is wrong.  She seems startled for a second then purses her lips.  I've disturbed her thoughts.  Waving me away with a motion of her shaking hand, she turns and walks down the beach-returning to her perch above.

The following morning she is here again with the same distressed look upon her face.  I pause in my training.

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