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Pompano Water
Sam jumps out of bed the moment she wakes up. Her room is completely dark, and it's only 5:30am, but she is suddenly wide awake. She fumbles with the screeching alarm clock, somehow managing to turn it off, and stumbles out of bed eagerly.
Her clothes are already laid out for her, carefully selected the night before and laid on the floor next to her closet, for easy access. Her outfit includes a blue one-piece bathing suit, a bright orange sun shirt, flip flops, a baseball cap, and sunglasses to complete the look. She throws these on, pulling the ball cap down over her choppy blonde bob last, and hurries out of her bedroom.
Sam finds the kitchen light on, and a sand-covered cooler sitting on the counter. She walks past this, out the front door of her house into the driveway, where crickets and other insects are buzzing and whirring loudly, and the first blue-green streaks of dawn light up the eastern horizon. The family car is lit up, the trunk open, and Sam spots her dad loading fishing poles, sand spikes, and a tackle box into the back of it. He also wears a swimsuit, sunshirt, complete with an Auburn Tigers ball cap, his sunglasses resting on its brim. When he sees Sam, he smiles.
"Almost ready to go kiddo?" he says quietly. Sam nods vigorously.
"Did you get the Fish Bites Daddy?" Sam asks.
"Yep. They're in the cooler. Hey, do me a favor and go get the beach bag. It's inside on the counter."
Sam runs back inside the house and grabs the large, pink beach bag. It's packed with towels, sunscreen, and Cheezits, a necessity for trips like these. She hauls it to her dad on her shoulder and he takes it from her, loading it into the car.
"Alrighty I think we're good to go," he finally says,...
Her clothes are already laid out for her, carefully selected the night before and laid on the floor next to her closet, for easy access. Her outfit includes a blue one-piece bathing suit, a bright orange sun shirt, flip flops, a baseball cap, and sunglasses to complete the look. She throws these on, pulling the ball cap down over her choppy blonde bob last, and hurries out of her bedroom.
Sam finds the kitchen light on, and a sand-covered cooler sitting on the counter. She walks past this, out the front door of her house into the driveway, where crickets and other insects are buzzing and whirring loudly, and the first blue-green streaks of dawn light up the eastern horizon. The family car is lit up, the trunk open, and Sam spots her dad loading fishing poles, sand spikes, and a tackle box into the back of it. He also wears a swimsuit, sunshirt, complete with an Auburn Tigers ball cap, his sunglasses resting on its brim. When he sees Sam, he smiles.
"Almost ready to go kiddo?" he says quietly. Sam nods vigorously.
"Did you get the Fish Bites Daddy?" Sam asks.
"Yep. They're in the cooler. Hey, do me a favor and go get the beach bag. It's inside on the counter."
Sam runs back inside the house and grabs the large, pink beach bag. It's packed with towels, sunscreen, and Cheezits, a necessity for trips like these. She hauls it to her dad on her shoulder and he takes it from her, loading it into the car.
"Alrighty I think we're good to go," he finally says,...
