Maxine will mark another birthday on Chincoteague Island. We’ll drive home tomorrow, leaving my sister with a few hours of quiet before her husband’s side of the family arrives for their week with them.
Her actual birthday is tomorrow, so we’ll celebrate this evening with a triple berry pie from Church Street Produce and ice cream from Island Creamery. She has left behind past birthday amusements here like bumper boats and the rock wall in favor of a good pie and a new t-shirt.
She’s arranged to have a handful of friends over tomorrow night at home, so we’ll order pizza and make ourselves relatively scarce so as not to disturb the teens. She’s clamoring for my strawberry rhubarb pie, but I think it may be too late to find rhubarb. She may have to settle for a peach pie (I know I can get some ripe peaches on the way home).
Goodbye for now, Chincoteague. We’ll see you again when Maxine turns 18.
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