QUOTE : The wind tore the hat from his head and sent it sailing straight at Addie. She snagged it in midair. He slipped in the sand, then his legs flew out from under him, and he landed on his backside. The items he carried scattered in a circle around him. She gasped and ran to help. A seagull cawed overhead, and a white blob dropped. It landed squarely on the shoulder of John’s jacket. Addie stopped, observing first the mess on his suit, then the sand on his pants. His face reddened, but she wasn’t sure if it was from embarrassment or anger. His lip curled when he spied the bird droppings on his jacket. A giggle erupted from Addie’s lips. And another one. “I’m sorry,” she gasped through her laughter. “But if you could see your face. Such disgust. It’s only a little offering from the gull to show his affection.” He stood before she reached him and bent to brush the sand from his trousers. “I think you were more deserving of that deposit from the gull.