An Evening at the Beach
It's a warm day of early summer. The sun's shining and occasional perfectly white clouds glide in the sky. The beach is a large, isolated one with birch trees lining the sand. We arrive at the end of a dirt road that leads to the beach, park the car and hop out. There are a few other cars, I count five. I look at my watch, it's six thirty. “We're right on time.” I grab the towels and icebox, you the food. We make our way through a winding path between the black and white trunks and see the...
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