Six months after Lee left for boot camp, he was stationed at Marine Corps Air Station Miramar in San Diego. He’d made it through training, graduated, and now had a duty station about six hours from home.
“We should visit,” Kassie said one night at dinner. “All of us. Make a trip out of it.”
“SeaWorld!” Emma shouted immediately.
Daniel was quiet for a moment, then said, “We could invite Lindy. She lives near San Diego. The kids should finally meet.”
Kassie’s stomach tightened, but she nodded. It had been only six months since that awkward beach weekend—the one where Kassie had brought Marie to meet Lindy for the first time, and Lindy had barely spoken to either of them.
“I’ll ask Karen,” Daniel said.
The trip was set for a Saturday in late October. They’d drive down Friday afternoon,
