As the sun was setting, Marina maneuvered her bright yellow food truck into the Seashell, the amphitheater that backed up to the cliff on one side and opened to an ocean view on the other. Heather and Brooke sat in the front of the cab with her, and in the back were boxed picnic dinners that patrons had ordered.
Tonight was the opening night for Belles on the Beach. Kai even had official colors for the night; she’d asked everyone to wear pink or white, saying they could dress up as much as they liked. Marina and Heather wore pink sundresses, and Brooke paired a rose-colored shirt with white jeans and Birkenstock sandals.
Belles on the Beach. Even the sky has orchestrated her sunset at Kai’s behest with mauve ribbons flung across the heavens.
“I’m so excited for Kai and Axe,” Heather sai
