“ARE YOU READY, LADIES?” Ken asked, leaning out the window of his vehicle. “Hop in. Next stop—the Gulf Coast Turtle Sanctuary.”
As we drove up the coast, we passed through towns that all looked the same—strip malls, gated retirement communities, chain hotels and restaurants, people driving golf carts on the sidewalks, and bumper-to-bumper traffic. “This is what I’m afraid Coconut Cove is going to turn into if developers have their way,” Ken said. “It’ll become just another generic-looking town with no character. Places like the Tipsy Pirate and Alligator Chuck’s BBQ Joint will be replaced by fast food chains.”
While I’d been known to patronize the occasional drive-through for a cheeseburger and chocolate shake, I agreed with Ken’s assessment. One of the reasons I liked our newly adopted
