“I haven’t felt the sand on my feet in years. Probably since the last time we went floating, and that was more like creek-water dirt. This is so nice.” “Kens … it won’t be long before everyone realizes you never take off your sweaters, and I haven’t seen you wear shorts or a dress either.” “Apparently, showing your legs is an invitation for men to look. Kellan’s people don’t approve.” “And the sweaters?” She smiles sadly at the ocean. “We all have demons, Parker. Some of us just wear them on our sleeves.”
