Waves roaring thousands of decibels. Rays of
sunshine piercing through general store 
sunscreen. Watching her eyes trace the shore
slowly. Sandcastles in the distance. Beginning
to chat about nonsense: the news, the tourist
attractions, the local weather. A new decibel
reaching my ears, unknown to me. She turns
to me, face redder than a stop sign. Blushing
from talking casually? I nod back at her. The
newest wave hits my face: “YOU actually
FORGOT to close the GARAGE?!”