CHAPTER 20: Terry
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Terry wiped the sand from his mouth. He’d be tasting the gritty, salty nastiness for days. “That’s it. We’re going back to the hotel.”
“What? No,” said Peter. “Please. We want to stay.”
“I’m done.” He glanced at the tiny piece of sandwich that was now covered in sand and tossed it down the beach for the birds. “Now. We’re going now.”
“Come on, let’s pack up.” Maggie stood, wiping sand off her face.
“Kids, gather the toys.” He grabbed the shirt he’d used for Maggie’s legs and dipped it into the water again.
“Let’s put everything back in here.” Maggie picked up the bag that’d contained the toys and started to go with her children.
“Not you. They can do it.” He took the bag from her and handed it to Izzy. “Go. Now.” He turned and grabbed Maggie’s chin, hold
