Ocean. Sinful Folk. Book Quote.
Ocean. Sinful Folk. Book Quote.

"Cold tears as salty as ocean spray wet my face. The day before she died, my mother did something I still don’t understand. She took me out in our little fishing boat, out on the open water of the sea—the thrum and hiss of surf upon the shore behind us, the rhythm never ceasing. Then she taught me something: strange words in a foreign tongue, a lilting singsong cadence to it.”

 

— from the novel Sinful Folk

Source: http://sinfulfolk.com