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I walked her down to the beach, almost silent, comparing the taste of root beer and peppermint. She needed to walk, and I could use the exercise, so we went down to the beach. I resisted the urge to yell for echoes. It would have been too painful. We passed the water fountains, pausing briefly in June heat, and walked along the patterned rocks, separated by concrete bridges.