So this is Chapter two. A little summary: The main character, Sophie is going to her boyfriend, Kevin's beach house. Along with them is his best friend, Tristan, his brother, Ethan, her best friend (and Ethans girlfriend), Anna, and Kevins parents.
It was almost one when we pulled into the gravel driveway. “We’re here!” Mr. Mahoney announced excitedly, causing Kevin to jolt awake and look around. The beach house was big and the panels were white with grey speckles. In front of it was a sprawling, neatly cut, green lawn with a stone path leading from the driveway to the white front door. We climbed out of the car and I was immediately confronted with the sharp smell of salt water. Even from here I could hear the beach.
“How close are we to the water?” I asked Kevin, who, instead of answering, led me around to the side of the house. There was a drop and a little sandy path and there was the glimmering ocean, stretching for miles. My stomach flipped and I squeezed his hand, I was so excited.
Mr. Mahoney led the way into the house, it was decorated quaintly, with seashell wallpaper and a starfish clock; furnishing I could only assume had been done by Mrs. Mahoney. We marched through the living room, past the kitchen and then the porch, which had a beautiful view of the water. Mr. Mahoney led us upstairs. There were four bedrooms upstairs (Mr. and Mrs. Mahoney slept downstairs) and we were each appointed to our own room, only Kevin and Ethan had to share.
I dropped my suitcase and lay flat on the adorable coral bed, staring at the sky blue ceiling. On one wall there were two big glass windows, out of which I could see the beautiful ocean.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. “Come in,” I called. Anna opened the door and scurried across the rug before plopping herself next to me on the bed.
“Is this great or what!” She gushed. “It’s beautiful here.” She added glancing out the big window.
“It is beautiful,” I agreed in reverence.
There was another knock on the door and Mrs. Mahoney popped in, “Would you girls like lunch?” She asked pleasantly.
“Yes, please,” We replied in unison, hopping off the bed and following her down stairs. We joined the boys on the porch while Mr. Mahoney made grilled cheese. Tristan and Kevin were sitting on a white wicker couch with blue and green striped cushions that seemed to match the room perfectly. I sat next to Kevin who put his arm around me, Tristan smiled in greeting and I smiled back.
“Well anyway, Ethan,” Kevin was saying, while Anna settled herself next to his brother. “The year the Walsh’s dog bit you was not the same year we had the thunderstorm and lost power because by then their dog was dead, and I know that because they had gotten that new yappy dog who barked the entire time we had no power.” Kevin finished matter-of-factly.
Ethan explained his idea of the story and why he thought the two events happened the same year and he and Kevin continued to argue. I looked around the spacious porch and into the green backyard. There was a little picnic table and a fire pit. There was a hammock sitting between trees and there was a little path leading down to the beach. I felt so at peace and even more connected with Kevin. I mean, he had grown up here, had spent every summer in this house since he was five, and he had so many memories here. That’s why this place was perfect
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