Gemma POV
The day had been fantastic so far.
I loved being around the children; their excited, bright faces when they caught a fish were priceless.
The little ones had gotten bored with fishing and headed to dig in the sand. Small castles started to pop up along the beach, some with moats that the waves filled to the brim, others with turrets and shells used as windows or doors, and seaweeds as flags on sticks.
As the day progressed, the awards to the children were given out, and most of the little ones gained something for their trouble today. The slightly older ones were awarded according to the rules, and some would miss out on a prize. The adults would be handed out in the morning, most of the catch had been weighed and tallied, but some were still waiting for their turn. It woul
