Chapter Fifty-Seven

The drive down to the docks took a little over an hour. I really enjoyed the trip, though, because I got to see the Southern park of New York for the first time. It was nice get away from the concrete jungle for a bit and see a little bit of actual countryside. I'd almost forgotten how beautiful trees and grass were, and the hand-planted foliage in the city didn't count. It was completely different.

When we finally arrived at Raritan Bay, I was still completely clueless as to what this date with Carter entailed. All I knew is that outside of the car were tons of boats, fisherman, and seagulls. Needless to say, that didn't really help me figure it out.

“You won't even give me a little hint, huh?” I said, staring out of the rear window.

A seagull landed nearby on the sand and squawked at me, as though we'd just interrupted his day by showing up.

“You'll find out soon enough,” Carter said, patting the top of my knee. “Just don't forget your bag from the