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asimplechord August 12 2012, 23:22:36 UTC
Brad and Nate rotate vacation activities each year: one summer with the Colberts, the next with the Ficks, and the third on their own. This year is a Fick family summer, so Brad rides his bike up from Parris Island to Lewes. The Bay Bridge-Tunnel is stunning, and even though riding up the coast instead of heading to DC means he won't have much Nate-only time, he avoids the Beltway and all its attendant bullshit.

He arrives mid-afternoon, and the cottage is empty - the kids must all be at the beach - so he dumps his duffel on one of the unoccupied beds on the sleep porch that has become his and Nate's room over his last few visits. It's not air-conditioned, so none of the kids want it, but even in the current heatwave, it's bearable. Especially when Nate's there, with Brad. He texts Nate: Arrived. Going on a recon mission. Text me when you're oscar mike.

He exchanges boots and jeans for board shorts and flip-flops, and heads out to check the beach. There aren't any Ficks on the stretch of sand closest to the cottage, which means the twins probably conned or nagged their parents to take them to Rehoboth, to experience the joys of the boardwalk. Christopher & Jane's golf clubs are also missing, so he assumes they've headed to Baywood to get a few rounds in.

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