Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Kiel watched as a group of people his age drove by in green, red, and yellow scoot coupes, which Kiel had to look up online. They were fully automatic, battery powered coupes with side-by-side seating and only went thirty miles per hour. Perfect for entertaining tourists who want to explore beachy towns without having to drive their cars and look for parking, which was often overpriced or non-existent. Right away, he missed his friends and wondered if his parents would mind if he invited the group of them to the house for a weekend. The plan he had for the summer went by the wayside when his parents asked for one summer—this summer—as a family. He understood now why they asked, but still didn’t have to like it.
“We should get one,” Ciara said as she pointed to the group of scoot coupes. “There are only two seats, though. Someone has to go by themselves.”
Kiel pulled his phone out of his pocket, looked for the rental shop, and then directed his GPS to guide them. They walked a little under a block before they entered a parking lot full of fun rentals.
“Kiel, we should totally rent a pedal bike. You can take Ciara and I around like a chauffeur,” Skyla said in her most serious voice.
“You wish.”
“I do,” Ciara said.
“For you, anything.” While he directed his comment at Ciara, Kiel bumped his shoulder with Skyla while she glared at him. He loved teasing her about Ciara being the favorite. She was, after all, the baby in the family.
Kiel went to the counter and rented two scoot coupes. The girls chose the fire engine red one, while Kiel took the green. They had two hours to explore the area with a max speed of thirty miles per hour. Ciara balked at going that fast, while Skyla said this was the perfect opportunity to feel the wind in her hair.
The three of them drove along the cobblestone road. Kiel gripped the steering wheel tightly and muttered under his breath. “This isn’t fun.” He glanced briefly over his shoulder at his sisters and saw them smiling and laughing, and any thoughts he had about returning the coupe dissipated instantly. The girls were having fun, and his moment of uncomfortableness didn’t matter anymore.
Once they reached the end of the road, the pavement turned smooth. They turned and drove along one of the waterfronts Seaport offered. Water facing homes lined one side of the street, while a park dominated the other. People swam, kayaked, and kids played baseball at the park, while others docked their boats at the pier.
The girls honked and Kiel slowed down, allowing them to pull up next to him. “We want to stop and take pictures,” Skyla told him.
“Why don’t you lead, and I’ll follow.”
“Deal.” Skyla sped up and then pulled into a parking spot. She and Ciara got out of their coupe while Kiel parked. He caught up to them as they scoped out the magical spot for their selfie. Skyla angled the camera and herself in various positions before inviting her siblings over. She snapped a series of shots, which she would hate because she was so picky, but Kiel and Ciara would love, and then they headed out.
Their next stop was a historic fort, which was now a major tourist attraction. It also held various events throughout the summer, including a very popular music festival. The three of them explored the grounds, taking as many pictures as possible, and attempted to board what they thought was a pirate ship, only to find out they were in a sailing class and quickly disembarked before they ended up in the middle of the ocean without a clue.
The three of them all but ran back to the parking lot and hopped into their coupes, laughing as they drove away. They stopped on Ocean Side Drive at the state park, parked and walked across the street after the line of traffic cleared. They stood at the top of the ocean wall and waited for the waves to come toward them. The three of them held hands, closed their eyes, and gasped when the water hit them. Thankfully, by the time the wave hit the wall, it was mostly spray and not some rogue wave that could knock them off the wall.
“I’ve never seen waves so big before,” Ciara said as she videoed the enormous walls of water crashing into the jetty not far from them.
“Let’s go down there.” Kiel didn’t wait and jumped off the wall and onto the pebbled surface. Close to where he stood, a group of men fished and on the other side, people sat in their chairs, watching the oceanic activity. The one thing he noticed was that no one seemed scared of getting wet or being swept out into the water.