They hopped in the car one morning.
If you ask Lauren she'd tell you just the same.
They woke before dawn.
Amy sat in the passenger seat with her feet propped up on the dashboard.
Lauren sailed down the highway smoothly, the GPS chirping off directions every so often.
They reached their destination, the beach, by noon.
They walked out to the shore line
Each holding a sheet of paper; written down are their hopes and their troubles.
When the tide comes in they toss it all in the water.
"We're never speaking of this." Lauren states
Amy nods "Agreed."