After spending another day on the beach, Jack had successfully blocked most of the embarassing memories that had happened the night before.

( At least until the phone rang. )

Zoe was in trouble. Anyone who knew Zoe would realize that this is a common occurrence. This time the trouble was not her fault. Really. I mean could she help it that her father didn't know how to knock? Granted she hadn't done anything yet with her chia pet haired of a boyfriend but ( Read more... )

Zoe was doing her homework and griping in her head about how unfair it was that her Dad was the sheriff of a small town. In other words it was a typical Sunday night in Eureka.

That is until the phone rang.

"Hello?"

( ZOE?! )

Jack was staring morosely at a large box of scooter parts ( Read more... )

Jack had no classes today. So for him it meant a good long run around the island followed by grabbing a cup of coffee before heading back to the cabin ( Read more... )