He can’t understand what’s going on with his head, which isn’t an unfamiliar situation these days. At least not since his accident. Max Granger keeps telling himself he’ll get better. His head will clear. He’ll be normal again. Things will change. He admits, “I’m young. Only twenty-four. A puppy of sorts. This will pass. Humans heal. I won’t be this way forever. It was just an accident. A minor flaw in my life. A bump. Things have to change…and soon.”
May is over along the coast. June is over. July is here. Almost the Fourth. One of the busiest times of the year as a professional lifeguard on Bestion Beach, south of Atlantic City. Soon the beach will fill with weekenders, sunbathers, college kids, families, and others. The brown sand will be covered with shoulder-to-shoulder people, trave
