Imogen

One calm week later

"It’s not as good as the front page," Cyrus said as he skimmed the article in the Pelican Bay newspaper. The big flat pages cast a shadow over his face from the sun’s rays on the warm beach.

I dug my hands into the sand, getting myself closer to him on the towel we shared at the public access portion of the town’s beach. "What are you talking about?" How could he find a reason to complain?

He moved a little ...