Little things.

“The little sister was asleep. The two fishing cabins rocked on their stilts, the dock ground agains the shore, the wind spoke through cracks in the window frames, the palms lashed, the waves shattered and roared. The older girl held her little sister.”
Lauren Groff, “Dogs Go Wolf

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