“I’m tired, Angie.” I’d first seen her standing barefoot, her toes curling into the wet sand, letting the waves wash over her ankles. She’d loved the beach ever since she first laid eyes on it, just as I’d loved her the moment I first laid eyes on... Read more...

“I’m tired, Angie.” I’d first seen her standing barefoot, her toes curling into the wet sand, letting the waves wash over her ankles. She’d loved the beach ever since she first laid eyes on it, just as I’d loved her the moment I first laid eyes on... Read more...