Turtle Bay by Tiffany King

Author:Tiffany King [King, Tiffany]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary
Amazon: B00UW081MW
Barnesnoble: B00UW081MW
Goodreads: 24988193
Publisher: A.T. Publishing LLC
Published: 2015-03-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

With Farrah gone on a trip with her parents, the weekend seemed to drag. I felt weirdly antsy, wishing the hours away to get to Monday. I spent most of the time thinking about Josh, wondering if our short but cordial talk in his truck would change things between us. I still wanted to slug him for my mountain of community service hours, but after considering his explanation, I suppose I understood his side. That being said, I also expected him to accept the truth that I had done nothing except get caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. The cold shoulder treatment needed to be over.

Monday finally arrived and I got to the patrol office to find out I had been teamed up with Josh. I gnawed my lip for a moment as Vanessa handed over my new time sheet for the week. "Is everything okay?" she asked, looking up at me.

"Oh, yeah, I was just thinking of something," I answered, smiling. The question of whether Josh and I could coexist was about to be answered.

"Okay, good. Most of the guys are tied up making preparations in case Tropical Storm Alexia turns into a hurricane."

"Is that a possibility?" I asked. Butch had mentioned the storm the night before, but according to the news it was still five days or so away if it maintained its course. I had no experience with hurricanes. A five-day warning seemed insane. Back in Kansas, a lot of the tornado warnings had come only minutes before you were screwed, if you got a warning at all.

"If it stays on track, it's a possibility. It's early in the season, but it's happened before. Don't you worry though, honey. If it gets upgraded to a hurricane, they'll probably evacuate," she reassured me. "Josh should be waiting for you," she added before answering an incoming call.

I walked out back to find Josh waiting on the ATV as usual. He looked up and adjusted in his seat when I came through the door. "Hey," he said, pulling away after I sat down.

"Hey," I answered. That was the extent of our conversation except for Josh outlining what we would be working on the next few days in case the storm maintained its course toward the coast. I accepted the fact that at least he was being friendly, and for the next couple of hours we drove around picking up trash and any other lose debris on the beach. What amazed me was that based on the cloudless sunny skies and people scattered around, you would never know a large storm was possibly less than a week away. It felt like any other day.

As Josh and I made our way down the beach, we were flagged down by a distraught mother who had lost sight of her little girl. She was waving and screaming frantically, attracting the attention of several other people around her. Josh grabbed his walkie-talkie and quickly called the beach patrol office.

"How old is she?" Josh asked, running up to her.

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