Laurel
I lay on the beach watching Ellis surf. I had to give up. I couldn’t handle how big the waves ended up getting. For someone who hasn’t done it in a while, he’s damned good at it. I prop my head up on my towel roll and marvel at how he stays upright. People are out swimming and even though the beach is private the water isn’t. I see other surfers right next to him and they have lots of spectators. Mostly female….I shake my head watching. I can’t blame them. I’m doing the same thing, except only one of them has my attention. The other guys swim over to him and they talk for a bit. He nods and I wonder if they asked him to join them. He comes jogging up the beach. “They want me to come join a contest this afternoon at the resort.”
“Did you accept?”
“Said I would have to check with y
