Melissa beach

Moonlight streams through the trees, illuminating the thin trail that snakes before me. The trees start to thin until there is only a pebbled beach and a peaceful lake in my view. The full moon casts its light on the lake, making it sparkle with hidden mysteries. The pebbles clack against each other as I walk to the water’s edge. Glancing around I spy a boulder with something carved into it. I walk over to it, and it says: Brock Loves Melissa. How sweet. This hidden cove of love is called Melissa Beach.