Beach Plum Island
“Then she’d call her sister again. She wasn’t going to give up until she’d convinced Elaine to do the right thing.
Ava Barrett stepped outside her pottery studio and saw that last night’s wind had scoured the beach clean. The June sky was a daydreamer’s blue and a pair of white egrets picked their way along the water’s edge. School had only been out a week and the tourists hadn’t yet descended; the beach was blissfully empty. She headed south, walking fast on the hard, cold-packed sand. It f...elt good to move after working all morning. Summers, she liked to put in a few hours in her pottery studio before the boys woke up and shattered her concentration.
By the time she returned to the cottage it was noon, the best time of day to call Elaine, who typically spent lunch hours holed up in her Boston office with a salad. At thirty-six, her sister was still single and a workaholic, the sort of woman who texted even on the beach.
Elaine answered on the first ring, as breathless and abrupt as always.MoreLess
Ava Barrett stepped outside her pottery studio and saw that last night’s wind had scoured the beach clean. The June sky was a daydreamer’s blue and a pair of white egrets picked their way along the water’s edge. School had only been out a week and the tourists hadn’t yet descended; the beach was blissfully empty. She headed south, walking fast on the hard, cold-packed sand. It f...elt good to move after working all morning. Summers, she liked to put in a few hours in her pottery studio before the boys woke up and shattered her concentration.
By the time she returned to the cottage it was noon, the best time of day to call Elaine, who typically spent lunch hours holed up in her Boston office with a salad. At thirty-six, her sister was still single and a workaholic, the sort of woman who texted even on the beach.
Elaine answered on the first ring, as breathless and abrupt as always.MoreLess
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