GINA
"Hey, you know what we should do?" Lucas asks as we walk slowly on the sandy beach. After I applied sunscreen on him, we decided we should take a walk. We stand side by side, our bodies nearly touching and brushing together as we walk but neither of us have the courage to reach out and hold the other's hand. The sun is bright and shining, yet, there's a light breeze blowing. There are a few people on the beach.
"What?" I ask in return.
"We should take a picture for your i********: page," he answers.
"Oh that." I remember I posted a picture yesterday and I still haven't checked the comments on it. I'll check it later. "And you'll be okay with that?" I ask and he shrugs his shoulders indifferently.
"Sure, I mean why not? This is the kind of thing that my dad would approve of, h
