Saoirse nods, a bright smile on her face. She nows Greta has been beating herself up over the whole singing thing. Nothing really awful happened, though, as far as Saoirse knows, so she doesn't understand why. She just wants her mum to be happy.

When they find a good spot, Saoirse pulls her tee shirt off and lays it down like a towel. She's got her bag, like always, and she pulls out a bottle of sunscreen for Greta to run onto her shoulders and back. Her bathing suit is a one-piece, with a unicorn on the front, but the straps are thin and the back has a deep scoop, so she doesn't want to get a sunburn.