- rented beach chairs and giant straw parasol things and sat under them practically all day while the owner of the chairs watched our belongings like a big brother
- the clearest most beautiful water I've ever swam in despite the little kid poo floating near the beach
- around 4 pm, the deserted beach came to life as the entire town's inhabitants congregated on the sand and in the water
- Kady getting teary over the story she made up in her head about this little boy
- then she starts crying after seeing hundreds of kites in the sky
Twelve hours is the perfect amount of time to idealize a town and wish you could stay. It's also the perfect amount of time to get the worst sunburn of your life, despite never setting foot in the sun.
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