The girls - Tallskinnyblonde, Ponytailfreckleface, Shortblackhair, Alwayswearspearls, and Roundchubbycheeks - hung back in a little covey, walking slower, chattering and giggling. Their voices lifted up to Kya like chimes. She was too young to care much about the boys; her eyes fixed on the troop of girls. Together they squatted to watch a crab skittering sideways across the sand. Laughing, they leaned against one another´s shoulders until they flopped on the sand in a bundle.
Kya bit her bottom lip as she watched. Wondering how it would feel to be among them. Their joy created an aura almost visible against the deepening sky. Ma had said women need one another more than they need men, but she never told her how to get inside the pride. Easily, she slipped deeper into the forest and watched from behind the giant ferns until the kids wandered back down the beach, until they were little spots on the sand, the way they came.
Gosh, so far this is a beautiful story, but also a quite sad one.
As you might know, I´m normally not a fan of coming-of-age stories. But that it´s not quite true. I like coming-of-age stories, which I can relate to. And Kya´s longing to be part of a group or to be important for someone, is something I can relate to. And it gives me all the feels.
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