Fool's Gold by Melody Carlson

Author:Melody Carlson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Navigators
Published: 2005-11-08T05:00:00+00:00

twelve

MOST PEOPLE WOULD SLEEP IN ON THEIR FIRST DAY OFF, BUT NOT ME. I’m up early as usual, and I reckon Uncle Ron is pleased that I made coffee.

“Thanks,” he says as he heads out for work. He still works Saturdays at the office, even though he probably doesn’t have to. “Have fun surfing today.”

“Yeah,” I say. “Hope I don’t look like a total dork out there.”

He laughs. “Don’t worry, Hannah. I bet you’ll be just fine. You seem like the kind of girl who always lands on her feet.” I desperately hope he’s right.

I drive the Jeep with the top down so that I can stick the board in back (Uncle Ron’s suggestion). Plus, Bryce wanted to pick up Vanessa (in his classic Porsche, no doubt). Vanessa told me that the car had belonged to his grandfather before he died and that Bryce’s dad was mad as a cut snake when Grandma-ma gave it to Bryce for graduation (well, those weren’t her exact words). Apparently the car’s worth about $100,000! I can’t believe that any car is worth that much. Never mind that an eighteen-year-old kid gets to drive around in it for free. I really don’t like to whinge, but sometimes I reckon life’s not fair.

Renting the board is easy enough, so at least the day starts out well. But as soon as I hit the beach, things start to go downhill fast.

“Oh, what a darling suit, Hannah,” Felicia says as I come out onto her family’s private beach lugging my less-than-impressive rental surfboard. “My little sister used to have one just like that, back when Tommy was all the rage.”

“Right,” I say to her, nodding as if her words don’t hurt. “Nice place you have here, Felicia. Thanks for inviting me.”

She shrugs. “It’s okay for a beach party now and then. But mostly we don’t use it much. Daddy keeps threatening to sell it.”

“Sell it?” says Wyatt as he joins us. “Hey, Hannah.” Then his attention diverts back to Felicia. “Seriously, Felice, he’s not going to sell this place, is he? You guys got one of the coolest spots down here.”

She smiles, flirtatiously I think. “Maybe you should talk directly to Daddy, Wyatt. He seems to think you’ve got good sense. Especially after the way you saved our skin last weekend.” Then she begins to recap their exciting adventure on the high seas, sailing about in her daddy’s sixty-foot sailboat, higher than —

“Are Vanessa and Bryce here yet?” I ask, interrupting her tale.

“Over there.” She points to some beach chairs and low tables that are arranged down in the sand near what appears to be a volleyball net.

“Thanks,” I tell her with a smile about as genuine as her cup size. Vanessa already told me that Felicia had them “enhanced” for Christmas last year. Wonder how her parents wrapped that little present?

I trudge through the sand over to where Vanessa and Bryce are sitting and visiting with some friends. It has not escaped my attention that some of these kids, including Bryce, are consuming alcohol.

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