Heartbreak Beach House

If my nana is watching from the afterlife, she's gotta be pretty ticked off at me right now. I'm down here converting the gracious beachfront Victorian she left me into a tattoo studio right on Sizzle Beach. She might even be as aggravated as the new lifeguard patrolling my stretch of beach seems to be.

Every time I turn around, Wade Elagado is there with his stern frowns and bossy lectures. He thinks I need a minder to keep me out of trouble. I think if he's serious, then he'd better bring a paddle.

I've never been good at following rules, and I sure don't plan to start now.