CHAPTER 29
Sadie
“Can we talk before we go to Dad’s tonight?” I ask Suzy.
“We can talk any time you want,” my sister says. “We can talk right now.”
“Walk on the beach? Toes in the sand?” It’s just the three of us left at the house. Devon has taken Finn home, and Hunter and Bobby had some errands to run—although, I got the impression, Bobby would have been perfectly happy letting Hunter do all of that on his own while he remained seated on the deck, sipping mimosas, grilling me about my life and the people I might know.
“Sure. As long as I don’t have to go surfing with you again.”
“Oh, come on, Suze. You used to love surfing.”
“You know, Sadie, that’s actually not true. I never loved it the way you and Sam do. You just remember it like that for some reason.”
There are a lot of thing
