“Oh, wonderful. I look forward to checking it out for myself,” Mary said. “Come with me, Kurt. I’ll show you the other food.”
Kyle allowed her to drag him toward the tables with a backward pleading glance at Dave, but Dave just smiled. Kyle stuck his tongue out at him.
* * * *
Much later, Dave’s hand rested on his back as he was staring out at the ocean. Kyle had slipped away from the party a short time ago and made the short walk to the shore.
“Everything okay, babe?”
“Yeah. Just trying to get used to the view of the Atlantic Ocean.” Kyle leaned back against him.
“It’s going to take some getting used to. Everything will.” Dave wrapped his arms around Kyle’s middle.
“Do you miss it? Martha and the bar and your house? Everything, really.”