The Undertow

The beach house stood on a cliff. White stone. Glass walls. The Mediterranean stretched endless and blue below.

"We’re here," Evan said as he parked.

Sadie jumped out before the car stopped. She ran toward the water, laughing.

Sylvie stepped out slowly. The air smelled of salt and sun. Warm wind brushed her face.

She could not remember the last time she had been to a beach. Damon always chose moun