Oh Polo! Snack time!

Laura dog eared the book she was reading and placed it on the sand covered blanket beside her to free up her hands. Slowly, she pulled her tall, boyish frame up to a sitting position and dipped into her simple supermarket branded hessian bag to retrieve her bottle of lemonade. She placed the bottle to her lips, the salt from the air tangled with the zesty lemon as she poured the refrshing liquid down her throat. It had been such a long time since she had gone the beach simply for herself; Life had taken up a persistent hectic note since her Mother had left to travel the world and Laura in turn had taken up the role of looking after her Dad and younger sister Shauna. This moment was long over due. Laura pondered at how she managed to make time for everyone else, family, friends, but never herself. She Flicked her golden hair out her face, letting the suns rays caress her face and bathe her in the simple idea of relaxation. Slowly, Laura rolled her head towards to tossing waves. The last time she was here was when Mark had taken her sailing. She had learned that days her sea legs were simply none-existent, but despite her troubling shade of green Mark had still treated her as he always had- his perfect princess. A lop sided smile found its way to Laura's lips and she settled back down on to her back to close her eyes and simply think about how her life changed since her Mother had left; at first the responsibility was hard, but quickly she had adapted to it and her life had just slotted in place- nothing would change that thought. All of a sudden a young child ran almost into her in an attempt to catch a traveling ball which they missed and only succeeded in kicking her book back into the shrubbery. Laura grunted in frustration and hauled her self up, then proceeded to find her book in the scratchy beach shrubbery at the base of the rolling dunes.