K'vk'tun. The beach by the clinic. Visitation.

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The beach was nice; immaculate white sand broken only by large black rocks.  The weather was that nice kind of sunny day with a breeze that cooled you off but didn't render you chilly.  The vivid blue sky was dotted with cotton-ball-like clouds.  If she didn't know any better she could have convinced herself that this was Florida and not another planet entirely.

Amidst the crashing of the waves could be heard the laughter of children playing somewhere nearby, and every so often a brindle greyhound dog would take off for the other end of the beach.

Ramada grinned.

"This vacation was a good idea."

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"Talking to Rhea about what?" demanded a voice behind her. "Ewww, Abba, what the @#$%&$@ did you do this time?"

"Rhea...." Mykayla frowned at her niece disapprovingly.

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"Well." Ramada was still whispering to David. "That was awfully convenient..." A small smile fell across her face.

"You tell her."