Alvin Morgan and Aurora Sinclair suddenly heard Susan Warner's extremely exaggerated laughter from not too far behind them.
"Honey, the scenery here is beautiful! Quick, take a couple of pictures of me. Huh? Isn't that Whitlock and Aurora? You two are hanging out here, too?"
Aurora Sinclair nodded, glancing doubtfully at the pile of rocks. 'Haven't they been watching us for a while now?'
Alvin Morgan pointed at his wrist and looked at the two of them with amusement. "Aren't your legs sore from squatting for so long?"
Susan Warner's expression stiffened. Then, embarrassed and annoyed, she walked over and swatted Alvin Morgan. "You brat! Why didn't you say something sooner?"
Then she turned to Aurora Sinclair with a very kind expression, took her hand, and patted it. "Aurora, dear, Grandma and Grandpa were looking for big sea crabs for you!"
"Where's the bucket?" Alvin Morgan asked.
