I lowered the page.
Emily held out the tickets again. "Come back with us."
"I'm scared," I said.
"Come back with us."
I lowered the page.
Emily held out the tickets again. "Come back with us."
"I'm scared," I said.
"Come back with us."

Three days later, I stood at the edge of that same beach. The changing cubicles were still there. My chest tightened, and I almost turned back.
Emily took my left hand.
Grace took my right.
***
We walked down the sand together.
My chest tightened.
Near the dunes, Chris and Andrea waited.
I stopped. "You brought backup?"
Emily gave me a nervous smile. "Yeah, in case you tried to run."
Grace squeezed my hand. "They're the people who saw you choose us before we could choose you back."
Chris hugged me first.
"You brought backup?"
"I dragged you here once because I thought the ocean might keep you alive," he said.
"It did."
Chris looked at Emily and Grace. "No, Trent. You did."
Andrea handed me a small envelope. "I kept this from your third visit."