Elaine accepted that without turning around. "Not too uncommon a plaint, these days. Strange things happening in this part of the world! Ah, here we are."

It wasn't much, a canvas roof stretched above a couple spider-covered picnic tables, but it was drier. Elaine went and stood on one of the benches to get a bit more height, removed her hat and shades, and pulled a shell-patterned towel out of her tote. "Here lass, you need it more'n me."