CHAPTER 10: Terry
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“Is this it?” Peter stared out over the almost empty parking lot that led to the beach, obviously not impressed.
“The beach is over the boardwalk.” Terry grabbed the umbrella from the rental shop and the cooler. “Are you sure you two don’t want chairs?”
Izzy shook her head. “I want to go swimming...in the pool.”
He literally bit his lip to keep from snapping at the child. She was more stubborn than her mother.
“My dad takes us to places with rides.” Peter glanced at him, a frown on his little face. “I like rides.”
“And you’ll love the beach.” Maggie handed Peter the bag filled with toys and their bag of beach towels.
“Why doesn’t Izzy have to carry anything?”
“Because Izzy is going to take Davy.”
“I don’t want to take Davy. I want to swim.” Izzy shot T
