One of Rai's favorite new places (and words) is: beach. Any look outside, a glimpse of the sky
through the curtains, the street below, will send little Rai into a cascade of speech, usually something like this: "Be, be, bee-cha, bee-cha. Beach.
Beach. Beach." If a visit to the beach is not in the plans, derailing this train isn't too bad but, if Rai gets even the slightest look at the beach itself, no matter how far away in the distance, then all attempts at distraction will fail. It's off to the beach we go.
through the curtains, the street below, will send little Rai into a cascade of speech, usually something like this: "Be, be, bee-cha, bee-cha. Beach. 
Beach. Beach." If a visit to the beach is not in the plans, derailing this train isn't too bad but, if Rai gets even the slightest look at the beach itself, no matter how far away in the distance, then all attempts at distraction will fail. It's off to the beach we go.
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