[Tyson]
“I was not expecting this,” Bianca remarked as I pulled up and parked outside of the beach house.
“My mom loves the beach…loves the sea,” I told her as I pushed open the car door and climbed out. I hadn’t been here in a while, but I knew my parents came out here at least once a month. Bianca stared up at the house and I smiled. “It’s different, isn’t it?” I remarked as I went over to stand by her side. I quickly grabbed her hand and linked our fingers.
“It is,” she agreed.
“My dad bought the place a good couple of years ago for my mom. He used to take her on little trips all around the world, but this was her favorite place,” I said as I led her around the house. The vast ocean lay before us, and Bianca squealed softly in delight. Once again, I found myself wishing she could
