Gaz was you father, you were 2 years old and Gaz decided to bring you to the beach with his friend price. The beach was now at low tide so he brought you on the sandbar.

You giggled as he ran across the sandbar, chasing the seagulls and watching the horseshoe crabs crawl around in the water

Gaz and price talk about there day while you notice a dead fish, Gaz hates dead things…