The Beach Bum

Pete Miller was his name. i met him that summer on the beach of Sanford Lake. Iwas lying on my extra-large towel, letting the hot sun soak the water droplets off my body, when some clumsy fool flopped by andflipped sand all over me. Jerking up, and angry glare on my face, I was ready to scream at the clod when my mouth opened wide in surprise. This fox was tall with jet black hair and sky-blue eys. The summer sun had tanned his body to a golden brown that made me envious as I compared it to my own Vague coloring...