Chapter 13
Ella wiped down a table that was recently vacated and shoved the decent tip into the front pocket of her red apron. It was moving closer to tourist season, and a few had already started their descent into their small town. Before she knew it, the town would be overrun with faces she didn’t know and voices she’d never heard before.
She loved that her town was a place for people to get away, experience a little piece of what the beautiful coast of Maine had to offer, but a part of her also hated sharing her special place on the beach. In the next few weeks, her private oasis would be filled with overzealous children and neurotic mothers who were afraid of letting their kids get too close to the water.
The sweet serenity would be lost, and Ella would have nowhere to go to get aw
