“I never expected the sun to be so bright today,” Tommy said to his younger cousin, George, and his grandfather, Joe. “Wasn’t it raining this morning?”
Joe looked up at the sky and nodded. “It was, but only a little,” he said. “I think it’s a beautiful day to be at the beach.”
George poured a bucket of sand onto the ground. “Do I need to get more?” he asked.
Tommy looked at the growing pile of sand and nodded, “Yes, you do. That isn’t enough to bury you with.”