Operation Ranger

Beach Bash The Morning After

After breakfast, Stephanie and Ranger walked hand-in-hand down the beach, the opposite direction from the noise around the Beach Bash. Stephanie stopped on the beach, a small white house was nestled between two larger more modern houses on the bluff above them. She led him up the path. Some of the white paint was peeling off the wooden structure. They walked around the house completely and up on the deck. Ranger watched Stephanie, her eye brimming with tears, memories flooding back at her. She lovingly ran her fingers around the railing on the deck and looked in the windows. She stood looking down at the rusted metal frame for a hammock.

"Babe, let's buy a beach house."

"Carlos, this will take more than a little paint to fix. Like power tools. Have you ever used them? Hammer and nails?"

"No. I can learn."

"Great. Batman meets Mr. Fix-it. Is your medical insurance paid up?"

"Babe."

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Any volunteers to tend Ranger's wounds?