When Steph main-lands we usually gather. This time we gathered around a bright blue lake. It wasn't too cold; it wasn't too hot. I failed at sunscreen application, somehow, despite applying it, but nothing else happened that could go in the negative column. I mean, the pizza wasn't great and the line for shakes was absurdly long and two Robertsons puked, but...no big deal.
Calvin and Amby, being lookalikes, spent their time together. They built a stone fortress/path.
Look at us. Big smiles from the inside out. If I could convince them all to live in my town we could Ya-Ya (minus all the boozing) all summer (...and winter, why not?) and my life would be complete.