Enna Clark had no idea that Miranda Lewis had put the entire bill on her.
She had only noticed that a few minutes after Scott Harris left, the people who had been slowly packing up on the beach had finished, and the whole beach was cleared out at lightning speed.
With fewer people around, the beach looked much more comfortable. The white, fine sand seemed to be coated with a layer of gold under the sunlight, blending into the deep blue sea.
Enna finally understood why this place had been turned into a vacation resort, because this stretch of beach was simply too beautiful.
The crescent-shaped beach seemed to embrace the sea, creating its own world that made one itch to walk barefoot along the water's edge.
Enna did just that, slipping off her sandals and stepping into the seawater.