Out of Order
Out of Order
“He flipped open the top with his thumb and poured the sun block directly on his nose, rubbing it in with his fingers before snapping the container shut. He wiped the excess off on the back of his neck then patted his hand dry on the soft cotton bandage that covered his left forearm. Behind him, just above the sound of the waves, Bob Marley sang about redemption.
He tanned easily, a genetic flaw that meant he ended up spending more time in the sun than he really should. After three days on the b...each, one and a half if you only counted the time he could remember, he had the dark tan of a winter-long German tourist. His arm still ached, but not as much as the spot where they had jammed in the needle, his knees tended to buckle a bit when he stood up and he needed a shave, but as he sat in the rented beach chair, his feet buried in the sand and a half-gallon jug of pineapple juice at his side, he knew he hadn’t felt this good in months.
He cracked open an eyelid, checking to make sure the view had stayed the same.MoreLess
He tanned easily, a genetic flaw that meant he ended up spending more time in the sun than he really should. After three days on the b...each, one and a half if you only counted the time he could remember, he had the dark tan of a winter-long German tourist. His arm still ached, but not as much as the spot where they had jammed in the needle, his knees tended to buckle a bit when he stood up and he needed a shave, but as he sat in the rented beach chair, his feet buried in the sand and a half-gallon jug of pineapple juice at his side, he knew he hadn’t felt this good in months.
He cracked open an eyelid, checking to make sure the view had stayed the same.MoreLess
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