Shifting the Jeep into gear, the three headed down the long, winding drive leading away from the mansion. Isabelle chatted away about anything and everything. Jo stole a small glance at Leon from the corner of her eyes and couldn't help but smirk. Sometimes she wondered if Isabelle just liked to hear herself talk when everyone else was silent. The drive was short and it seemed like only minutes after leaving the house Jo was pulling into a parking spot by the coastline. "Here we are," she stated and climbed out, opening the back door and helping Isabelle out as well.
Grabbing the surf boards from the rack on the top, Isabelle squealed and clapped her hands as she looked out over the open ocean. "Go on then," Jo called to the girl. "We'll catch up!" A small ping and a vibrate alerted her to an incoming call. Jo sat the board down against the side of the Jeep and fished out her phone. It was work. "Hello?" She paused as one of the lab technicians alerted her of the new Sea Turtle nest that had been found. She nodded even though she was on the phone and he couldn't see her. "I'll check it out tonight when the sun starts to set. I'm at the beach now about to go surfing. No, I'm not with Carla. No! I'm not alone! Goodbye, Clark!" She hung up with an eye roll.
She tucked the board under her arm and walked around the vehicle to meet Leon. "They found another turtle nest a few miles from here. I told them I'd go mark it when the sun goes down," she explained as they walked across the sand to the small changing area. Once they were changed and ready to go, Isabelle darted into the waves, squealing at the cold water.
"Race ya!" JO called and made a bee-line toward the water, board held out in front of her ready to brace against the waves. As she got deeper into the water, Jo dove under a big wave, pulling the surf board against her chest as she resurfaced. The swell was nice today, and she knew that they were going to have a blast. She looked over her shoulder at Leon, grinning and brushed the salty, wet hair out of her eyes.
Grabbing the surf boards from the rack on the top, Isabelle squealed and clapped her hands as she looked out over the open ocean. "Go on then," Jo called to the girl. "We'll catch up!" A small ping and a vibrate alerted her to an incoming call. Jo sat the board down against the side of the Jeep and fished out her phone. It was work. "Hello?" She paused as one of the lab technicians alerted her of the new Sea Turtle nest that had been found. She nodded even though she was on the phone and he couldn't see her. "I'll check it out tonight when the sun starts to set. I'm at the beach now about to go surfing. No, I'm not with Carla. No! I'm not alone! Goodbye, Clark!" She hung up with an eye roll.
She tucked the board under her arm and walked around the vehicle to meet Leon. "They found another turtle nest a few miles from here. I told them I'd go mark it when the sun goes down," she explained as they walked across the sand to the small changing area. Once they were changed and ready to go, Isabelle darted into the waves, squealing at the cold water.
"Race ya!" JO called and made a bee-line toward the water, board held out in front of her ready to brace against the waves. As she got deeper into the water, Jo dove under a big wave, pulling the surf board against her chest as she resurfaced. The swell was nice today, and she knew that they were going to have a blast. She looked over her shoulder at Leon, grinning and brushed the salty, wet hair out of her eyes.