“Whoosh! A thunderous wave hammered against the beach. Vicky watched the wall of water explode into angry white foam and roll back into the boiling sea. Her father was at the water's edge facing her, the ocean behind him. Danny was in front of him. It was the same beach as in Abuelo's picture. The place where they used to laugh. Only now, the ocean was furious. The waves roared and growled hungrily at them.“
This is not an event, but a thought.
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Also, there's reading candy in here (page 97). 5y