“Twelve.” My mind flashes back to the feeling of the ocean and the power of the violent waves. I shake the feeling from my head. “You know what? I don’t really want to talk about it.” My hand drops from her face and I bring her hand down with mine.
“What do you want to do today?” It seems like such a stupid question when we have so much s**t hanging in the air.
But she just smiles as she swings our arms and plays along with me, giving me what I need. “We should probably go shopping so you won’t have to wear the same clothes the entire time.”
“Shopping, huh?” I arch an eyebrow and sigh. “All right, let’s go shopping.”
Cindy What an insanely ordinary thing to do, I think as we walk up the busy street fenced by buildings and neon-colored shops and a mob of people who are dressed in beachw
