![]() But he races and he jumps and he yaps at me, his white fur flecked with dried bits of sand. Yujiin is not a puppy-he has not been a puppy for a very long time. ![]() Yujiin must have escaped through the window again. But then I spy Yujiin racing toward me and I forget Grandfather’s footprints. For a moment, I feel uneasy, like yesterday when soldiers arrived. When it pulls away, his footprints are gone. Grandfather walks along the shore away from me, his slow, steady steps leaving a footprint path. The salt spray smells of seaweed and fish. I know he is right, so I take off my shoes and follow Grandfather to the dark, wet sand where the beach ends and the water begins.Īs the water splashes my feet, I stop and curl my toes into the sand until it buries my ankles. My daughter would not like your shoes to be ruined.” Otherwise they will fill with sand and salt water. My daughter is correct: you should wear shoes. “Manami,” he says, “there was a time when my daughter did not always wear shoes either. We are sitting on our special rock at the beach where the soil ends and the sand begins. ![]() I explain this to Grandfather when he tells me to take off my shoes. Mother says that a man can do so if he likes, but her daughter will wear shoes. Grandfather says that a man should walk barefoot on the bare earth every day. ![]()
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