I looked at Donna as I approached. She didn’t see me at all. I stopped walking when I was about twenty feet behind her.
She was focused on the players, especially my husband.
I decided to go for a dip, so took off my dress and went to the sea. The water was really cold so I didn’t spend much time.
I emerged, returned to my spot. Donna never saw me.
I sat down, lay back a few minutes to warm, then went to my bag to search for the brownie I’d bought. As I took it from my bag, suddenly, it was snatched from my hand.
I looked up, there was Geo, shoving my brownie into his mouth.
I hadn’t seen him come up.
“That’s my brownie!” I shouted.
He was chewing with a smile.
“You don’t even like brownies!”
“That’s cause you eat all of them and I never get to taste them!”
“I’m never speaking to you again, unless you get me a brownie…”
He pretended he was going to put his finger down his throat to puke it up. I gave him a mock punch; “You owe me a brownie…”
“I’ll work it off…” he said.
Everyone, everything, paled. It was Geo and I alone.