You wear knee socks every day?” Izzy asked, scowling. “That’s reason enough to take this place down.”
Even though I was scared and worried, I chuckled. “Just wait until we get there and you experience the torture that is wool in humid weather. You’ll wanna sink the whole island.”
“It’s not so bad,” Cal said, and Jenna hooted with laughter.
“Yeah, says the guy who wears flannel in August.

Author: Rachel Hawkins