Girls' Trip - The Weekend Has Just Begun - Part I

The sun shone brightly, blinding Sarah, who sat in the passenger seat, while her best friend, Melinda, navigated the winding road toward their weekend getaway.  Terry and Dot sat in back, singing to the tunes on the radio. All four women felt pumped for their long needed weekend away from reality.

They had rented a cabin, as they did every year, and this time they finally got the long awaited and coveted beach cabin. They would have their own private fire pit and lawn chairs provided by the resort.  Fresh logs would be delivered each morning, as if they had never set them on fire the evening before. Well, sometimes. Some of their attempts to start a fire didn’t go as planned and they either required assistance or joined someone else’s bonfire.

Last year, they bent the long bic lighter, went through all the kindling, and still had no fire to show for it, except some funny pictures and memories.

The wind blew through her long, light brown, curly hair, she breathed the fresh air in deeply, and a smile spread on her lips. She felt lazy and sleepy from the fresh June breeze. She thought about the wonderful massage she would have the next day and reminded herself not to overdo the drinking tonight.  She didn’t want to oversleep and miss the appointment.

They used to schedule a day of golfing and then realized how foolish it was since they never went.  Dot and Sarah always liked to take advantage of the massages though. They would arrive and unpack, perhaps relax for a few moments with a cocktail before one of them took their turn cooking a meal, and one of them whipped up a special beverage.

By the time it was 800 in the evening, they would get dressed up for the bar where they would sing karaoke until bar close.  Then they would finally end their evening with a bonfire on the beach, maybe they saw the sun rise before they crashed in their beds. Some of the ladies crashed alone and some did not.  To each their own. Saturday would likely be a repeat of Friday and then they would trudge home on Sunday, hung over, and more worn out by the reality of the upcoming week.

However, today was Friday, and their fun had not yet begun.  Her smile grew. As she opened her eyes the women in the back belted out the chorus to Don’t Stop Believing by Journey and she finally saw the sign for the resort. Casper’s on Pelican Lake. She sat up in the passenger seat. Excitement swept over her and she thought about that cosmo she really wanted to make as soon as they got settled into their cabin.

They bounced a little when the car went over a speed bump. They waved at the security guard sitting in the little shed at the entrance and they proceeded on to the lobby of the resort.

Sarah shivered and gooseflesh popped up all over her arms. She shuddered and tried to shake the feeling off. Before she thought to say anything to her travel companions, the eerie feeling disappeared and her mind was back on their fun filled weekend right around the corner.