"You can thank me," Susan smiled as she joined Steven the Friday before Labor Day.
"Thank you. Oh, wait. Thank you for what?" Steven smiled as Rory made a production out of bending and stretching as she got her beach towel absolutely perfect on the sand.
"It's straight, all right? It's as straight as you ever going get it," Susan grumbled, watching Rory's antics. "Yes, yes, we see you. We see your little butt and little boobs."
"Thank you for what?" Steven asked as Rory shot him a playful little smirk before applying her sunscreen.
"Huh? OH! Oh, I talked to Charlie Trappey and we'll be setting up a booth at that trampoline park," Susan whooped.
"All-American? What? How, how'd you do that? I've been talking to Charlie and his dumb ass son Chris for what? A year?" Steven asked, incredul
