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...and started their race to the sea.
Race to the sea?
To escape the flesh-eating birds...
...that made the sky
almost as black as the beach.
And I said, "Sebastian, no.
No, it's not like that."
But he made me look.
He made me see that terrible sight.
-What was not like that?
-Life.
I said, "No.
No! That's not true!"
But he said it is.
He said, "Look, Violet.
Look, there on the shore."
And I looked and saw the sand
all alive, all alive...
...as the new-hatched sea turtles
made their dash to the sea...
...while the birds hovered
and swooped to attack...
...and hovered and swooped to attack.
They were diving down
on the sea turtles...
...turning them over...
...to expose their soft undersides...
...tearing their undersides open...
...and rending and eating their flesh.
Sebastian guessed that possibly...
...only a hundredth
of 1 percent of their number...
...would escape to the sea.
Nature is not created
in the image of man's compassion.
Nature is cruel!
Sebastian knew it all along,
was born knowing it, but not I.
I said, "No, no, those are
only birds, turtles, not us."
I didn't know then it was us.
That we are all of us trapped
by this devouring creation.
I couldn't, wouldn't face
the horror of the truth...
...even that last day
in the Encantadas...
...when Sebastian left me...
...and spent the whole
blazing equatorial day...
...in the crow's-nest of the schooner,
watching that thing on the beach...
...until it was too dark to see.
And when he came down the rigging,
he said, "Well, now I've seen Him."
And he meant God.
Do you believe he saw God?
that day on the beach.
But I was like you. I said no.
I refused to believe...
...until suddenly, last summer,
I learned my son was right.
That what he had shown me
in the Encantadas...
...was the horrible...
...the inescapable truth.
Oh, Violet, honey.
You gave me a turn,
coming in like that.
Hi, Aunt Vi.
What are you two doing here?
We came for cousin Sebastian's
clothes, like you said.
Remember?
So we just kind of let ourselves in.
I must have just got hold of
this letter when you frightened me.
Caught on your sleeve probably.
This is Mrs. Holly, the mother
of the girl at St. Mary's...
...and that is her son, George.
Apparently, in a weak moment, I said
he could have Sebastian's clothes.
You haven't forgotten what you said
last week at Elaine Tutweiler's?
Said since I was going
off to college...
...I could have his clothes,
which were going to waste.
That's right, you said that.
I heard you say
that son here could have...
generosity. Now will you please...?
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