Love at the Shore Page #3

Is that our neighbor out there?

He's not a criminal, mom.

-Why don't you like him?

-What?

I didn't say I didn't like him.

He has to be nice.

His dog's nice.

I think owners look like

their dogs, sweetie.

I'm not sure

they act like them.

Where's my mermaid tail?

Hey, buddy, how's it going?

How are your lap times

coming along?

They're fine.

Fine? What's that

supposed to mean?

Doesn't matter. I'm not gonna

try out for swim team anymore.

'Cause you don't want to,

or because you're afraid to?

Listen, I know

this is not your thing.

-Did I say that?

-Twice.

You know,

a very wise dude once said...

"You miss a hundred percent

of the shots you don't take."

Is that some sort

of Yoda quote?

No, that's a pretty

good guess, but no.

It was, Wayne Gretzky.

-Does he surf?

-Okay, that's not the point.

The point is

if you're interested...

And my schedule lightens up...

My mom says

you don't have a schedule.

Well, your mom

doesn't know everything.

Like I said, I was thinking

that if you're interested...

I could give you

some pointers.

-Really?

-Yeah.

I mean, don't get too excited.

Just 20 minutes, here and there.

-Nothing major.

-Cool.

I mean, yeah.

Sure, I'd be up for that.

Alright, so we'll figure it out.

-And, Lucas?

-Yeah?

Can we maybe not

tell my mom about this?

I'm not too sure

she'd like it.

Mum's the word.

Get it?

Sorry, I had to.

Alright, now to

strengthen your stroke

you need to learn

how to swim like a surfer.

Seriously?

Just focus on shortening

the number of strokes it takes

for you to get

to the other side of the pool

and I promise you'll catch

a ton more waves.

But I don't surf.

That's not the point.

You wanna break 118 or not?

Then, go, go, go!

What, are you getting

soft in your old age?

This helping kids thing

is new for you.

It's one kid, just one time.

Well, that's what you think.

Easy breezy, right?

They go in for the hug,

and it's all over.

The next thing you know,

you're wearing

mouse ears at Disneyland

because you couldn't

bear to say no.

-Are you done?

-Maybe.

'Yeah, maybe, maybe,

maybe, maybe.'

Hey, stop, stop.

I don't think we have enough

marshmallows for everyone.

Actually, I don't think there's

enough room for us, sweetie.

Sure, there is.

Hey, you guys wanna squeeze in?

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

It looks like you're having

a party, we can just come back.

Trust me, you'd know

if we were having a party.

Scoot over.

Who wants marshmallows?

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

See?

Plenty of room.

Yeah.

'Can I wake him up?'

See how his eyelids

are fluttering?

That means he's just about

reached REM cycle.

-His what?

-'Ally, honey.'

Why don't we leave

Mr. Tank alone, okay?

But...

Daddy said

I could get a dog.

I'm sure he did, honey

but dog sure would be

kinda tough right now.

We've talked about this.

Can't you just change your mind?

She doesn't do that.

How about this,

how about you take Tank

for a walk tomorrow morning?

Would you like that?

Awesome.

That is pretty nice.

You sound surprised.

I'm not surprised, I'm just...

Actually, I think

we should get going.

-We should?

-Yeah.

Right.

Yeah, we should,

'cause I'm pretty wiped

'and I've been working

on this new swim technique.'

It's pretty cool, actually.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

My mom likes to watch

"Real Housewives..."

Okay, we're going now.

Let's go, please, now.

-Come on.

-What? You do.

-Could you just stop?

-Goodnight.

-Goodnight.

-Goodnight, Tank.

See you in the morning.

-Hey.

-Hey.

-I'm glad you could make it.

-Yeah.

There's room on this side.

You wanna get that, buddy?

Alright, alright,

I'm coming, I'm coming.

Some guard dog you are.

God.

You said morning.

Leash, please?

You left your door open.

Alright, I don't have any rules.

Just bring him back

when you're done.

You sure you don't

wanna come with us?

That would defeat the purpose

of you walking my dog.

Except you might have fun.

Nah, I'm good.

I should get back to my nap.

Suit yourself.

Go on.

Tank, come on, spin.

'Tank!'

'Please.'

Come on, Tank.

Come on, spin around.

-Spin around.

-Sorry, buddy.

-She's a taskmaster.

-Tank, get up, get up.

Just like her mama.

'I don't get it.'

So, she's learning to sail

but it's only so she can get

to the Lost Island?

That's the idea.

At least that's

how I'm writing the first draft.

And she's only 11?

So, does that mean in two more

years, I can sail too?

It's just fiction, sweetie.

Besides, she comes

from a long line of sailors.

Your grandparents

came from Chicago.

Two very different scenarios.

So, how does it end?

That's a good question.

I thought it was due,

like, really soon.

Soon-ish.

But I'm not worried,

so you can't be worried.

Great, should we go home?

Go, go, go on, boy. Get it over.

That's it.

What up?

Come on.

Hey, bud.

Hey, Lucas, do you need

any more players?

Yeah, I guess we could

use some extra bodies.

Why, you interested?

What about my mom?

-What about her?

-She used to play in college.

Really?

Hey, you used to dig?

What do you mean?

'I was just telling Lucas'

how you used to play

volleyball in college.

It was like a 100 years ago.

You should play.

Right now?

Are you any good?

Team captain.

I'm having

a hard time picturing that.

Why? Because I'm wearing

a cardigan?

That might be part of it.

You know what?

Let's go.

Let me guess,

you wanna be on my team?

You and me.

First to ten.

-So, this is a challenge.

-Yeah.

And, if I win

no music past 9 o'clock.

And if you win,

I won't complain

about your little

mid-week matches anymore.

You got yourself a bet.

Show me what you got.

-Alright.

-Yeah.

Eaten by the sand shark.

Rules?

Is that all you got?

Nine all, match point.

Yes!

Yes.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I guess there's a new rule.

I guess so.

Yeah, we did. Yeah, we did.

Good luck charms.

Good game, man.

Come on, let's go.

-'Good job.'

-'Thanks, thanks, thanks.'

'I have my good luck charms.'

Shoot. Shoot, shoot, shoot.

Where are you?

Come on.

Come on.

'Gotcha.'

You're always just

right there, aren't ya?

Yeah, well, I suppose you

could've built a higher wall.

Believe me,

I thought about it.

Hello?

Hi. How are you?

Yeah, I'm just running upstairs

to go write right now.

'I'm..'

Am I almost finished

with the draft?

Absolutely. I mean,

it's practically writing itself.

Hey!

Hey, hey!

What, no.

I was just saying,

hey, I should...

I should probably

finish up that ending.

Excellent. Bye.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Can you-can you stop...

'You know, I gotta admit,

I really love'

this Chaz Man character,

but this Yachtman...

He's a little stiff

for my taste.

Are you seriously

giving me notes right now?

What, a surfer can't have

a literary opinion?

-I didn't say that.

-Yes, but you thought it.

And you thought

it was okay to just grab it.

All I'm saying is

that all of the sailors I know

are just normal people

that love sailing.

They don't run around

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