Wet Weekend
Beth was in the process of pulling her long blond hair up into a ponytail when she heard a car horn downstairs. Yanking her scrunchie tight, she grabbed her duffel bag and bounded down the steps two at a time, flying out the front door. ‘Bye Daddy!’ She yelled across the sidewalk to the garage, where her father was working on something at his work bench. He lifted a hand in farewell as she open the door to her boyfriend’s car. Tossing her bag in the back, she plopped down in the seat and shut...