"Because it's fun," he replied with a lopsided smile. "You remember what that is, right?" He teased, flashing her a little grin and crumbles the damp sand in his hand, letting it plop back into the hole before he starts pulling the wet sand together, starting to form a shape down in it.

"Clams are little creatures that live in the sand. You can dig them up and cook them. They have hard shells that are shiny on the inside, and some people make jewelry with them."