Oh sure, a girl getaway had sounded fun at first. But after a few days with Mom, Aunt Kristy, Aunt Lisa, and Grandma, Bryn was ready to go AWOL—not to mention totally nuts. Never mind that her two aunts fought almost constantly, or that her grandma seemed determined to fatten everyone up with all the high-calorie snacks she was constantly pushing at them, but the location of the “beach condo” was not exactly desirable. Besides feeling like a retirement home (the condo belonged to one of Grandma’s elderly friends) the nearest shopping area was a forty-minute drive and, to Bryn’s dismay, no one seemed very interested in going. “Heading to the pool?” Mom asked as Bryn grabbed her beach bag and a bottle of water. “I think I’ll check out the beach.” “I’m sorry this hasn’t been what you’d hoped,” Mom said with a grimace. “It’s okay.” Bryn forced a smile. “At least I can work on my tan today.
