She named the two crabs she captured "Iloveyou" and "Iloveyoutoo". She carried them everywhere in Costa Rica and held them close.

"Pinky promise you won't let them go?" she asked my father.

"I no let crabs go." my father promised. He held the natural crab habitat in his hands and watched her jump the ocean waves.

She spoke to them lovingly as if they were cuddly puppies and petted their hard shells often. She smothered them with her undivided attention.

"I just love you Iloveyou and Iloveyoutoo so much." she whispered into the plastic Fanta container. "I never want to let you go."

She's my little crab. All mine.