As the boys disappeared into the cabana to shower up, Elliott pulled his pants back on and retreated into the house, unsure of what to do. He closed the sliding door behind him and was just turning when his mother's voice reached him.

"Elliott?"

He looked up, seeing his mother hugging the wall at the top of the stairwell as she craned her head around the corner. "Yes, Mom?"

"Honey, could you be a dear and make a quick run to the store for me. Just take some money from my purse and the keys are by the front door."

"Oh, okay. What do you want me to get?"

"Grab...