A Short Short Story
She said she never went to the beach, so why was she standing over me dripping salt water on my don't get it wet 'cause it'll shrink designer bikini?
I looked past her to the water's edge where Kevin waved and started up the beach toward us.
She'd warned me to leave Kevin alone and I'd convinced her I wasn't seeing him any more. She had a vicious temper and she'd kill me once she learned I'd lied.
So I did the only thing I could. I jumped up off my beach towel and sprinted past an open-mouthed Kevin. I hit the surf, knowing my darned bikini would only be fit for a Barbie doll when I came out of the water.
But I was a coward and I left Kevin to face the wrath of his mother on his own.
