Chapter 64
“C’mon.” Theresa struggled to her feet shedding towers and turrets. The sand slid off and fell evenly onto the beach as if she’d never sat down on it. One good shake and all the scratchiness slid out of her shorts.
“Weird.”
“What?”
“Why are the sands of,” she had to swallow hard before saying it aloud, “Hell, so perfect?”
“Because nothing is what we think it is.”
Tee grabbed Dee’s hand and hauled her to her feet.
“See, you know s**t. That’s why you’re the best.”
Dee punched her arm. Hard enough that Theresa had to stagger sideways scattering the last of Castle Ankle Left.
She gave Dee a sharp push back toward the house. “I know what will cheer me up.”
“I thought I was the one who needed cheering.” The pain in her voice echoed the silent tears. She slid an arm around De
