We went down the steps and onto the warm sand. Unlike by our beach house, here it was crowded and loud. People ran back and forth in the sand, screaming and laughing at the top of their lungs. The ocean was almost overfull. We had to search for a spot that could fit the four of us, though we finally did, a bit further back from the water than we were used to.

Logan took the poles out of my hands and began to bend them into a sheet of canvas. A moment later, he popped a big, blue beach tent up. So that's what they'd brought! It looked pretty...