The beach was breathtakingly beautiful, with the endless waves kissing the shore, glistening under the warm sun.
Frida inhaled deeply, the salty tang of the sea air filling her lungs. Who knew Vegas could be this stunning?
Families gathered all around, relaxing in their colorful swimwear, laughter and chatter blending harmoniously with the soothing sound of the ocean.
Laurel sprinted happily across the sand with Evelyn, her voice carrying over the breeze.
"We claim the sands of this beach!" Laurel declared, triumphantly staking out the perfect spot, not too close to the water, but not too far either.
Evelyn immediately started arranging a spread with blankets on the soft, golden sand.
The boys helped, setting out an assortment of delights that could only be described as a feast.
Platters overflowed with fresh fruits, succulent watermelon slices, plump grapes, juicy pineapple chunks, and ripe strawberries.
