"Mary" - insta-yarn

Mary watched the young professional couple walk past, as she pulled on her rubber bathing cap. Each looked at the take-away coffee cup in their hands. Then, Mary sat down on the sea pool's crumbling concrete edge - a giant's 5 o'clock stubble - and put her feet in. She noticed the way her turquoise toe-nails looked as the sun caught them. Then, she looked further into the water, and saw sand drifting over and hiding parts of the black marked lines. Like smudging a pencil drawing with my thumb, she thought.