rother。？
Nils grinned at her； leaned in closer； placing his sticky； sand…covered little hands on her shoulders；
and burped in her face。
An overprivileged psychopath in the making。
？The boy you？resupposed to be watching is overthere； ？a familiar whiny voice piped up。
Vanessa turned to meet the cool glare of her old class…mate； Kati Farkas。 Kati sported a
professionally sprayed？on tan and a too…small black Gucci bikini。 Beside her lay her best friend；
Isabel Coates。 Isabel was on her tummy with her pea green string bikini top off。 A tiny redheaded
girl was rubbing her back with Ban de Soleil bronzing oil。
？Oh； hello；？ Vanessa responded coldly。 Two other long…limbed mannequin types lounged beside
Isabel beneath a pink…and…white striped umbrella。 ？Are you a nanny for the summer too？？ she
asked Kati； even though she knew it couldn？t possibly be true。 Kati and Isabelwork？ Never。
Kati rolled her eyes。 ？She？s my niece。 I like watching her。 She gets us stuff and rubs on our
lotion and guys think she？s cute。？
Vanessa nodded。 She really had no response。 Then she caught sight of Edgar across the beach；
walking to the edge of the water and then screaming excitedly every time a frothy wave crashed at
his feet。 She was about to stand and grab him； but he saw her and started to run toward her instead。
She turned back to Kati。 ？Thanks for the tip；？ she said a little sarcastically。 Maybe if she asked
both twins to rub her with oil； she？d be thronged by hot Hamptons surfer boys？ just her type。
Right。
？Nice suit；？ Isabel piped up meanly。
Vanessa knew she looked ridiculous in Jenny？s girls？ size 12 Hanna Andersson
bumble…bee…striped bathin