“Yeah, this massive wave knocked Elaine over,” I added, getting a glare from my younger sister for my effort to tattle on her.
“She what!? mommy said, this time slamming the book shut and tossing it down to the side. The book missed the towel and landed in the sand.
“It’s nothing,” daddy said. “It’s just a bit windy, so the waves are bigger than normal. That’s all.”
But mommy was already off of her towel and inspecting Elaine.
“Look at your hair. Are you sure you are OK? Does it hurt anywhere?”
“Mom, I’m fine,” Elaine said, brushing mommy’s hands away.
“I don’t care. You and your sister on not going back in the water. You can play in the sand after lunch.”