Claire

It was the perfect weather for a beach day, the sky was cloudless, and the mid-morning temperature was just heating up. Jupiter and I lay our towels out on the soft, warm sand, far enough back from the shoreline so we didn't get wet but close enough so that we could still keep a good eye on the surfers.

  I sat on my towel, covering myself in sunscreen, knowing that if I went home with even a hint of sunburn, my mother would lecture me about sun safety all week. I was already ...