Owen ambled down the Pacific Ocean beach south of the deserted pier at dusk, passing the metal detector in a semi-circle in front of him.
A woman with her bikini top unsnapped and dangling snoozed on her stomach on a chaise.
A child threw wet sand on her back. She didn’t flinch. The child ran off, past Owen, and boarded the last minivan in the lot. Owen …
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