
Out the window of the coach's cottage. The sun was beginning to set on the cliffs and inaccessible dark blue green ocean below. The plan had been that Griff and Caydance would drive to the beach house as soon as they were both home from the Pac Ocean game, but they hadn't reckoned with Durango hosting a celebratory barbeque on President's lawn.
"Do you think we will be missed?" Griff asked. "At this moment. I want to ride into the sunset."