Photo courtesy of Morguefile
New Age Beach
By Teresa Smeigh 2019
The beach was getting grungier every year. Mike and Sally walked past the beach every day to work at the restaurant. At one point they enjoyed the walk past the beach with its happy, everyday beachgoers. The girls in their bright bikinis strutting their stuff. The males all following them with their eyes and whistling.
As the years passed, they walked slower and slower, and the beach became an undesirable place to be. If you could look out past the sand to the water near the horizon it was still pretty, but otherwise, they now turned their heads as they went past.
Today scanning the beach quickly hoping to see some miracle their gazes came to rest on a rusted shopping cart plopped in the sand. The waves were bringing in more and more junk everyday.
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