“Catch me, daddy! Catch me!”
Zoe sprinted into the surf toward Lucas. Laughing he scooped her up from the knee-deep water. The beach was crowded but not terrible. They had come early hoping to beat most of the crowds. He honestly couldn’t recall the last time he wore a pair of swim trunks; however, when they stopped at the house in Astoria to pack a small bag had been delivered with swim trunks, sunscreen, beach towels and even a couple of buckets for playing in the sand inside.
Lucas could just imagine the smirk Alan had plastered on his face when he dropped it off. But he was grateful nonetheless as he tossed Zoe into the air and caught her in what was becoming her favorite game. She squealed delight as he spun around like the carnival rides they rode the day before. Hugging her close
