Chapter IV

I pulled away from home in the Volks, only wanting to escape back onto the stretches of beach I realized I was finding some solace driving, if not doing anything else productive. Vietnam had come again out of nowhere. Nguyen, reaching forward from the past, and so emotionally effective that I was smitten into silence over receiving the Christmas Nativity set. The wind blew through the open windows. It was neither too cold nor too warm, in other words; very Southern California.

I parked the Volks in the rear parking lot of the station and switched over to the nearby Bronco. I carried the keys with me, although at some point I knew those would have to be held somewhere inside the station. I drove to the beach, heading down Del Mar until I got to the sharp turn that led to the double electric gates that protected the railroad tracks. I hadn’t made it through those gates, with the lifeguard headquarters sitting on the other side when the radio call came through.

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