"Taking a much-needed break."
The second I get out of the car, the familiar beach smell rushes on the wind to meet me, a fresh tang of seaweed. We swerve through bodies and walk the boardwalk together, taking in the ocean and cafés and rides. The beach and coast are picturesque, with mountains and the skyline of buildings on one side and the blue-green waters of the Pacific on the other.
Jeremiah takes my hand and pulls me through the crowd, leading me over to the pier. I want to let of it, to feel bad about holding another guy's hand when I'm in a relationship with Jamie, but as we weave in and out of people, I find myself holding on tighter.
We continue along the pier, passing one of those caricature-drawing stalls. When the man behind the table asks if he can draw a picture of the lo
