Zander’s POV

I wake up on the beach the next morning and a damn seagull is pecking on my head.

“Get the fuck off me!”

I wave it off and look up, seeing a kid with a stick staring back at me.

“Did you wash up on the beach? Were you shipwrecked?”

“Yeah. I’m a pirate. Someone stole my boat.”

“Like Jack Sparrow?” he asked, completely serious.

“Yep. No, you goofy kid. I fell asleep here last night.”

“Are you homeless? Do you need food? I have animal crackers in my backpack.”

“No. I just fell asleep.”

“My mom won’t let me sleep outside. She says I’ll catch a cold.”...