Summer - Hart Momswap __full__

The girl spun around. It was Reef’s sister, Fin, looking tanned, scrappy, and utterly out of place. Before Fin could answer, a familiar, booming voice echoed from the cliffside lodge.

The final straw came at a bonfire. The whole gang was there: Reef, Lo, Emma, and Brodie’s crew. Summer, now in board shorts and a rash guard, was trying to teach her mom to roast a marshmallow. Mrs. Hart held the stick like a scalpel. summer hart momswap

And on the last night, the four of them sat on the rickety porch of the beach cottage, eating messy s’mores and watching the sunset. Summer leaned her head on Fin’s shoulder. Mrs. Hart actually laughed—a real, unguarded sound—as Brodie dropped his marshmallow into the fire. The girl spun around