I stared out the window searching for clues. Between the shops, restaurants, and other entertainments, nothing stood out. Gage parked the car in a random parking lot. Most of the vehicles around us had surf racks on their roofs and colorful bumper stickers on dirty fenders. “You’ll see.” He shot me a grin before stepping out of the car. I followed suit as he popped the trunk. Inside sat a bag of groceries and a sports bag. It reminded me of our first date at the park. Gage pulled both from the trunk before slamming the lid shut. “Follow me.” He paid the meter and then we headed out of the parking lot and across the street where the land ended and the ocean began. “The beach, huh?” Not very original for once, although I never said no to the beach. “You think that’s the big surprise? Give me some credit.” “Where then?”
