“Uh… can you explain what you’re doing, please?”
I turn around and see Catherine standing over me, blocking out the sun. “Why are you holding James’ pants like that? Are you going through his pockets?”
“He told me to keep an eye on them. I’m just doing what he told me to do…”
“I’m kidding, Mer! Don’t get mad! But, you know, if you put them on the bench there, they won’t go up in flames.”
“Yeah, you’re right, I’m an i***t… Thank you Catherine.”
I put James’ pants down and brush the back of my hand across my forehead to wipe off the sweat. It’s a good thing I didn’t take his wallet. Catherine would have seen me!
Catherine unties her sarong and quickly redoes her hair. “Do you mind if I leave you alone to join the boys?”
“No, I’m not here to swim anyway! Don’t worry! Go ahead.”
“Okay,
