By the time we finally make it back to Aunt Maggie's bungalow, we're both sandy, disheveled messes - but laughing more than we have in ages. She dramatically flings open the front door, doing an over-the-top bow as she gestures for me to enter first.
"After you, my favorite partner in crime," she declares loftily. I just shake my head in amusement as I brush past her into the cozy living room.
"You're absolutely ridiculous, you know that?" I tease, grabbing a couple towels from the hall closet and tossing one to her. "But I'll give it to you, you definitely know how to show a girl a good time."
Aunt Maggie cackles as she starts running the towel over her wet hair. "Why thank you, thank you! I do make one helluva fun buddy, if I do say so myself."
As we get situated and change into dry
