NaNo 2019: Summer in the City
An excerpt from NaNoWriMo 2019. Dear Mom, In summers you would take us to the beach. I remember it was usually on a Wednesday. I’m not sure why that was the day of choice. Maybe it lined up with Aunt Lisa’s schedule? Or it was the least busy? Or you regularly took that day off of work? I have no idea. Looking back now, I can appreciate what an ordeal it is to lug three (at the time) kids to the beach who will be whining all day about their hunger. Today, I just want to get to the beach. I bring a bunch of water, some snacks in a bag or cooler, and a towel. That’s it. But with kids it’s a whole other animal. I remember you making egg salad for beach days. I’m not sure why that was the sandwich of choice for you. I mean, I’m not complaining, but I feel like peanut butter and jelly would’ve been a lot less work. I’d stand in the kitchen by the pointless sliding door to watch you make it after I helped peel eggs. I marveled at the way you’d cut the eggs in your hand...