Loch overruled me, deciding on my behalf (something he's always done, if that matters) that anything Caleb has to share that he has kept to himself thus far is of no consequence at present. What will it change? Who would it benefit? Hell, how we do even know if he's telling the truth or lying? He continued to talk over me, talk me into it, talk himself out of it while I sat on the counter and he does the same thing he does every other month. Comb my bangs straight down and then hold them and cut careful along the open edge. Then he lets go and nods like I am some sort of work of art (I was, once) and then he dismisses me but he doesn't let me go and he says,
Hey. What would you rather do instead? Today, I mean. For the whole day.
The whole day?
All of it until bedtime.
Let's take a picnic to the nude beach and then watch the sunset.
What? No, Bridge. You want to have a nude picnic we should stay on our own beach.
Really?
Well, yeah.
Awesome! I'll go pull the food together.
What did I just get myself into?
You mean what did you just get yourself out of! Which would be your clothes. Take 'em off. We don't need them where we're going!
I lasted until threeish. I'm just not a 'sit on the beach and do nothing' person. I swam a little bit and I looked for shells and Caleb texted me asking if naked everything was my bucket list and I laughed and Loch frowned and texted him back Yes, just not with you.
He turned off both our phones and smiled and said he thinks he burned his arse. He's kind of uptight. While I was looking for glass and shells, much as usual, he was facedown on his towel 'sunbathing'.
Right. He was hiding his junk is what he was doing. I don't know why he would do that. I've never complained. Tomorrow he said he gets to pick the activity. He'll probably make me help wax the trucks. Maybe we can do that naked too.
(I still plan to talk to Caleb. Just because I'm so curious I'll die if I don't.)
