Chapter 21

• H A R R Y
• After hours of surfing, my skin was tan and red as fuck but my thoughts of America and about my dream was still bothering me. I sat on the log by myself as I stare at the beach and watched how the waves were blanketing the sand as it reaches the shore. I found Diana calling out to me while bringing two bottle of beers. "Hiya!" She smiles widely and sat next to me while handing me one bottle.
• I accepted, "What's up D?"