CHAPTER 1: THE GAMEThe beach house was chaos, and I loved it.Our families had rented a massive beachfront property for the summer — white walls, floor-to-ceiling windows that reflected the endless blue of the ocean, a private span of sand that seemed to go on forever. The house had three stories, a wraparound balcony with lounge chairs and umbrellas, and a pool that gleamed like a jewel in the afternoon sun. It was the kind of place that only belonged in magazines, the kind of place normal people only dreamed of, and the kind of place where memories were made.But with ten people crammed inside, it was also loud, messy, and totally insane.My mother was in the kitchen, her laughter echoed through the open windows as she cooked enough food to feed an army. She was in her element, surrounded by family, doing what she loved best. My stepfather was on the deck, manning the grill with the focused passion of a general commanding troops, his tongs in o
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