Chapter 10 Where's the Beach?

"Why are we even in this town Ernest?  There's nothing here to kill us."

Wait, why am I complaining?  Must be the heat.  Oh -That is- killing us.

"Over here Reader, before the storm swallows us both."

Chapter 9 Not Exactly Ocean Front Property

"Hey Ernest."
"Yeah Reader?"
"Why can't we ever go to a paradise?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why does it always have to be miserable.  It's always humid or hot or cold or-"
"We went to the ocean that one time."
"That wasn't exactly a paradise."

Ernest rubbed at his eyes and looked beyond the pine tree's shade.  Beyond that shadowy shelter was hell.  He squinted at the horizon and frowned.

"Here it comes again.  Bundle up."