It was just eleven in the morning; and the beach belonged to kids and their caretakers。 Vanessa
studied her peers; the army of au pairs; wondering if maybe she?d strike up a friendship。 Did the
rest of these babysitters have bosses who undressed in front of them? She imagined the Hamptons
must be filled with people like Ms。 Morgan; and she wouldn?t mind having someone to s
bizarre employer stories with。 But looking around; it didn?t seem too likely that any of these lithe
creatures; with their perfect tans; over…size sunglasses; and manicured nails; would want to have
anything to do with her。 Or vice versa。 Basically; it was like being back at Constance Billard; the
school that had tormented her for the last three years。
Vanessa stared out at the endless ocean; suddenly fighting the urge to cry。 She kicked her
sneakers off and crossed her legs; looking in the mess of things around her for some…thing to drink。
She found a tiny box of apple juice and opened the cellophane…wrapped straw; stabbing it into the
little hole in the box angrily。
?There you are!? Nils skipped toward her across the sand; taking a shortcut over their neighbors?
blankets and towels。
?Don?t do that;? she scolded him。 ?Or do and get yelled at。Whatever。Where?s your brother??
?Don?t know。? He dropped to the ground and rummaged through the stuff that was strewn all
over the blanket。 ?Vanessa; you got sand inside my Cheez…Its。?
?Life?s rough; sometimes。? Vanessa inspected her milk…white ankles and even paler feet。 She
almost wished she?d thought to get a pedicure。 She swiveled them off the blanket and buried them
in the sand。 ?Please; Nils; tell me you didn?t kill your brother。?
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。