I’m with my dad, my stepmom, and some nameless male friend at the beach on Turtle Lake (the beach was owned by the homeowners’ association of which my family was a part as I grew up. Now my mom has that house, making the realistic presence of my dad and stepmom pretty much 0) There are horseshoe crabs all over the shallow water, and among them are the rare rock lobsters that friend of mine is trying to catch by the little loops on their back shells. Suddenly my mom comes down the hill with a small pack of her fellow gossiping, single, middle-aged women. I think I remember my dad and stepmom exiting quietly, but my mom is here for me rather than them. She is trying to show that her son likes her and is trying to get me to hug her and say how much I miss her. We start fighting/yelling and I retreat to the water, risking losing a toe to a lobster or having my leg impaled by a horseshoe crab.