On the other side of the sandbox is a huge tree with a picnic table under it. Mostly it's used by the chess man. He has this white hair that's all greased back and these humungous horn-rimmed glasses. For a while I thought he was Lucy's father because I see her playing chess with him sometimes, but Rico says he's an old pervert. The second hill goes down from behind this kiddie wading pool.
Nothing goes on there.
Even sunbathers don't use it. It looks like a spot that's supposed to be for something only that something never happens. My whole summer's like that - one huge, long stretch of nothing. I almost drop the kite frame. I turn around and face the monster shadow of Rico looming over me.