I thought I was.
One Saturday afternoon, the beach was crowded.
My husband, David, and his father had taken fishing rods onto the pier.
The cousins were building an enormous sandcastle.
Nathan was collecting seashells near the umbrellas.
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I thought I was.
One Saturday afternoon, the beach was crowded.
My husband, David, and his father had taken fishing rods onto the pier.
The cousins were building an enormous sandcastle.
Nathan was collecting seashells near the umbrellas.