"Arlo, what are you looking at?" Ariel Morris's voice sounded from beside him.
Arlo Seys shook his head and smiled deeply at Ariel Morris, "There are a lot of seashells on the beach, aren't you going to pick some up?"
Ariel Morris immediately nodded, caught up with Daisy Grant in front of them, and happily said, "Daisy, shall we collect seashells? Natural seashells must be very beautiful."
Daisy Grant nodded.
The two held hands and picked up seashells on the beach. Ariel Morris carefully selected and picked about a dozen she found pretty, while the two men behind watched the two crouching figures ahead, their eyes full of warmth and affection.
Ariel Morris turned to look at Daisy Grant with her seashells, curious to see how many she had picked up. Upon noticing Daisy Grant's empty hands, she asked in surprise, "Daisy, why haven't you picked any?"
Daisy Grant's gaze was searching intently on the sandy beach.
Still nothing, none of what she wanted.
