Cambria, for bettercop
It had been late enough the night before that they'd stayed in Laura's spare room rather then drive down to Cambria, making this their first night in the small coastal town. It had been a quiet day, nothing more strenuous then grocery shopping and cooking dinner after hours walking the beach. Now that dinner was over they sat on the porch swing, sipping wine (the last of their second bottle) and listening to the waves. "Glad you said yes?"