What the Tide Returns潮水归还的孩子

She counts the children as they come through the door—one， two， and three—to reassure herself that they are hers. She can’t say just how happy she is to see them; she’s missed them all summer long. She hardly recognizes them; they’re browner than ever before， and somehow warmer to the touch. She hugs them and her hands come away coated with fine grains of sand.

孩子们进门时，她挨个儿数着：一个、两个、三个——确认他们正是自己的孩子。（剩余3593字）