But carry the cooler from the car on a Tuesday? Nobody’s watching on a Tuesday.
I’d made my peace with most of it. Most marriages involve making peace with most of something.
When He Announced He Was Excited About the Beach
So one Thursday evening in June, Ryan came in from work and said he couldn’t wait for Saturday’s company picnic.
I stopped chopping carrots and put the knife down on the board.
“The picnic on the beach?“
“That’s the one.” He opened the refrigerator and surveyed it. “It’ll be fun. Sun, ocean. Fresh air.”
“Ryan. You hate the beach.”
I looked over at Mason, who was coloring at the kitchen table. He’d looked up from his crayons, equally puzzled.
His Complete Record With Beaches
The summer before, I’d managed to get Ryan to Crystal Point exactly twice.
The first time, the sand had been getting “into places sand has no business being.”
