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Every summer, three families — the Dodd’s and the Millers and the Barton’s— escape city life and reunite at their shared beach house on Driftwood Bay, a large cozy two-story cottage sitting right on the sand. The smell of salt and sunscreen fills the air, the sound of waves becomes a lullaby, and laughter never seems to leave the porch. For as long as anyone can remember, this tradition has been sacred — no matter how busy life gets, every June the two families pack up and head to the shore. It’s a summer full of mischief, sandcastles, cookouts, and late-night stories under the fairy lights strung between the palm trees.