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here?” Claire asked as Richard struck a few matches and tried to get the fire going.
    “We always do. It’s fine,” Hayden said.
    “Fine, as in allowed? Or fine, as in you’ve never gotten caught?” Claire asked.
    “We never got in trouble last summer,” Caroline said.
    “Obviously people can see us out here, so if it was a big problem, they’d tell us.” Hayden shrugged. “We don’t cause any trouble aroundtown, so it’s no problem.”
    “You know what? I still think I’m going to take off,” Claire said to me in a soft tone.
    “Are you seriously worried? They wouldn’t fire us. The Inn opens tomorrow, they need us,” I said.
    “Who needs us?” Josh asked as he crouched in the sand beside me.
    “Miss Crossley, the Talbot family, you know—everyone,” I said.
    “They do need us, but you should know—they’re not afraid of canning employees,” Zoe said. “Last summer they fired a couple of people.”
    “Oh yeah,” Caroline said. “What was her name, the one with the tattoo…?” She looked meaningfully at me, and I held up my arm to show her it had washed off. She ignored me.
    “Terri,” someone else added.
    “Right. And what about that guy who partied with the guests after a wedding, and they found him sleeping on the front porch?” Caroline said. “Theo. Remember?”
    “Miss Crossley went on a lecture for like aday and a half about how wrong that was,” Zoe told us.
    “Okay. That’s all I need to hear,” Claire said, standing up and brushing the sand off the back of her shorts.
    “Come on, relax. We’re not doing anything illegal,” Hayden said. “It’s a bonfire. People build them on the beach all the time.”
    “Yeah, but…wasn’t there something in our handouts about no beach parties?”
    “What are all these handouts everyone keeps talking about? Why didn’t I get them?” I asked.
    “I don’t know, but I have them all back at the room,” Claire said.
    “Miss Crossley would love to give you your own copies, too,” Tyler said. “She can probably quote them from memory.”
    “Anyway, technically this isn’t a beach party. It’s a gathering,” Daunte said. “Stick around.”
    Despite everyone’s protests, Claire took off to go back to the dorm along with a few others, while the rest of us sat around the bonfire.
    “Okay, so you guys have to give us the dirt.
    The skinny. The four one one,” I said.
    “What on earth are you talking about?” Caroline said. Why did everything she said to me end up sounding so disapproving? She sounded like a very uptight librarian at a very uptight library.
    “You know, could you please give us the benefit of your venerable experience?” I turned to Caroline. “Is that better?”
    A few of the guys laughed, including Hayden, and so did Zoe.
    “Tell us what we need to know so we don’t screw up,” Josh said.
    I nodded. “Nice translation. Thanks. Most of you guys have been here before, so tell us about it.” I took a handful of sand and let it run through my fingers.
    “Okay, well, here’s what I would say.” Zoe lifted a chunk of her long, straight dark-brown hair and flipped it over her shoulder. “You want to get on Mr. Talbot’s good side, as soon as you can.”
    “Oh yeah. If you can do that, you’re golden,” Hayden put in.
    “Is it hard?” I asked.
    “And which Mr. Talbot?”
    “Yeah, aren’t there two of them? At least?”
    “There’s the younger one, who’s not that young—he’s like forty-five—and then there’s the older one, who’s seventy,” Zoe said.
    That was the one my grandfather knew. He called him “Bucko,” but his name was actually William.
    “The younger one goes by William, the older by Bill,” another guy explained. “Not to us, though, of course.”
    “Isn’t there a Mr. Talbot the third, too?” Josh asked.
    “Yeah, Will, but he’s only five,” Hayden said. “So you don’t need to worry, unless of course you end up having him in your play-group one day.