| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 1 | 311 | It was meaningless. |
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| 1 | 308 | The View more quotes about sand">sand was warm, and my knees were drawn up. |
| 1 | 309 | My beach bag was beside me, bulging with its miscellany, ranging from brushes and combs to towels and lotions. |
| 1 | 310 | I had dismissed the incident of the preceding afternoon in the office. |
| 1 | 311 | It was meaningless. |
| 1 | 312 | To be sure, certain mnemonic tatters of the interaction did intrude now and then, like the stirring of leaves, like a rustling in brush, scarcely noted, where something might have moved, like whispers, whose source eluded consciousness. |
| 1 | 313 | I became aware, abruptly, of a presence. |
| 1 | 314 | A young man was standing nearby, regarding me. |