Beckett's POV
‘Mind if we join you,' Vanessa asks, turning to drop her over sized bag into the empty chair beside mine without waiting for an invitation, 'Dominic's been dying for a proper swim.'
'Feel free,' I say, glancing toward Dominic, who shuffles his feet awkwardly, tugging at the frayed swimming shorts he’s wearing.
'Go on then, darling,' Vanessa says, waving him toward the water with barely a glance. 'Go play with Callie.'
Dominic hesitates a moment before making his way slowly toward the pool's edge, and starts to nervously step onto the first step, the water licking at his ankles. His grip on the handrail is like a vice. Callie spots him almost immediately, waving enthusiastically in my arms. 'Dominic! Come play!'
He glances up at her, then back down at the water again, and
