Winter at the Beach by Sheila Roberts

Author:Sheila Roberts
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MIRA Books
Published: 2018-08-28T14:46:37+00:00

Chapter Twelve

“We made it,” Lisa Whitaker crowed as she pulled into the parking lot of the Driftwood Inn. “And you can tell Doug that we didn’t get lost.”

“Well, except for missing our entrance onto Highway 101. I told you that was coming up,” said Karen.

“You told me too late,” Lisa said, and not for the first time. Honestly, what was it with big sisters that they always had to be right?

“No. You just can’t drive in the dark. I told you we should’ve left earlier.”

“I can see fine in the dark,” Lisa insisted.

“Right,” muttered her sister. “Anyway, we’re here now so let’s get checked in.”

“I can hardly wait to see our room,” Lisa said as they walked to the office. “They looked adorable online.”

“Then we can go get dinner. I’m starving,” Karen said.

“We gorged ourselves all the way down,” Lisa reminded her. Cheetos, chocolate and lattes. “I don’t know how you even have room for dinner.”

“I can manage a salad. And a drink. It’s five o’clock somewhere.”

“Yeah, here.”

A pretty woman with blond hair was working the reception desk and gave them a cheery welcome. “We have you in the Seaside room,” she said.

“That sounds so cute,” Karen gushed, and the woman beamed. Karen was a gusher, and people loved her for it.

“Be sure and take a festival brochure,” said the woman. “It tells you when and where the parade is tomorrow, and it lists all the businesses participating in our Best Dressed for the Holidays contest. Make sure you visit as many as you can and cast your vote. They’re all running specials.”

“That’s what we like to hear,” Karen said.

“And help yourself to a cookie. My great-aunt bakes them for our guests.”

They both took a home-baked cookie from the plate on the reception desk, then got their keys, and went to their room to begin unloading. “I think we might have overpacked,” Karen said, grabbing a tote bag stuffed with goodies. Between the two of them, they’d packed enough for a week—chips, bottled Starbucks coffee drinks, the requisite chocolate, wine, beef jerky and cookies they’d picked up at the grocery store on the trip down. And that was only the food. They’d brought shoes, boots, extra coats and sweaters and, between the two of them, enough hair products to stock a salon.

“I think you might be right,” Lisa admitted, pulling out her overnight bag and backpack, which had her extra shoes and a windbreaker.

“Are you sure you’re just going for the weekend and not running away?” Dean had joked.

“It pays to be prepared. You know Karen will be packing at least as much.”

“You two do not get the concept of traveling light.”

“Why should we as long as there’s room in the trunk?” she’d retorted.

“By the time you’re done spending money down there, you’ll be lucky if there’s room for the two of you in the car on the drive back.”

“Don’t worry,” she’d said and kissed him. “We can always rent a U-Haul.”

He hadn’t been amused. Dean was a little on the cheap side.

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