"It's not just any ocean, Quintan."
The beautiful, blue eyed baby girl, just 3 months old, gurgled and giggled as her mother rocked her around the edge of the shore. Quintan Sade glowed rather unaturally around the sea; as if she were underwater herself, and the hazy sun was reflecting squiggled lines of sunlight onto her face. She was much happier near the water too. Quintan's mother was oh so glad they had a beach house where Quintan could grow with the sun-warmed sand embracing her, and the salty kisses from the sweet ocean gracing her every day.
"It's your ocean."