Anna was on a Mission. She had her eyes on a specific set of deck chairs, where the sun was just right and she'd be able to get a great set of selfies and pics of the pool and resort, and she could do some reading. She needed to finish the most recent book in her online book club, so she could write up a post about it later that night. Then she could set it to post tomorrow, and it would be up before the next book was announced.

"What?" She glanced over her shoulder at him and smiled widely. "Oh, Daddy. You know I have the sunscreen." It was in the ginormous beach bag he was carrying for them, along with everything else they could possibly need for a day in the sun. "I think the wrap is in the bag, too."

...It was not. She loved her father, but his fashion sense was not that great.