Bill’s POV

Flashback

I remember that day like it was yesterday. A little girl and I were having a blast building our sandcastle, totally lost in our own little world. The sun was shining, the waves were calm–it was perfect.

Then, out of nowhere, these jerks showed up, laughing and stomping around like they owned the place. I was mad, but I knew I had to say something.

“You think it’s cool to wreck our stuff?” I said, trying to sound tough.

One of ...