“My castle!” Elva cried out.
Bridget stopped walking. She looked down. She was standing over the c*****e, the complete and total destruction of Elva’s sand castle under Bridget’s own feet.
“Oops,” she said with a small laugh. “Sorry about that.”
Elva looked at the scene with large, vulnerable eyes. The longer she looked, unblinking, the more her eyes filled with tears, until they finally spilled out and fell down her cheeks.
My heart absolutely broke at the sight.
Julian jumped up to his feet. “What the hell, Bridget? You can’t watch where you were going? You had the entire beach to walk around this.”
He was right. Aside from Elva’s sandcastle, there were no other impediments either close to the water or nearer the deck.
“It was an accident, Julian,” Bridget said. He smile slipped
