Chapter Seven
Smoke rose into the sky. There was no mistaking what was going on at the beach. If we'd been lost, we'd still have been able to find our way. Though I was fairly certain that was an oxymoron.
The closer we got, the more obvious it became. People were shouting and singing, generally sounding like they were having fun. I was suddenly rather glad we hadn't been here from the start. The thought of socialising with Esmee just turned my stomach. More so than that time Hector mixed milk with Tabasco sauce and told me it was a hangover cure. On the plus side, it had flushed all the alcohol from my stomach. On the downside, I'd drunk milk mixed with Tabasco.
"Have you text them?" Rachel asked.
I shook my head. "I thought the chances of us finding them doing something stupid were l
