July in Huntington Beach-
Two sun kissed girls, perhaps four and five years old, run from a public bathroom toward the inviting sea in their swim suits. Their bundles of clothes underarm, hastily stuffed in floppy sun hats. The younger stops dead in her tracks, examines her heap of clothes and exclaims,
“Oh no! I dropped my underwears.”
Without looking back, she begins running again, a smile stretched across her face and yells,
“Aghh, I don’t need them anyway!”
I laugh to myself and continue up the path.
Further up the trail, a young father, slows his gate as he approaches a pair of white underwear lying atop the sand.
He hesitates.
I smile and say, “I’m pretty sure those belong to your daughter.” He laughs, shakes his head and stuffs the panties in his beach bag.
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The Gap 