‘Neva J are you making a swimming trip to Pounds Hollow this week? ‘ Brenda asked with a wink. ‘It is so hot and I need a Pounds Hollow day,’ Brenda continued. ‘Gene is playing with his monster masks and cares for little else other than practicing his organ,’ Brenda noted with a frown. ‘If you do not talk about Universal Monsters Studio with Gene, he is just not interested,’ Brenda said. ‘When I tell him about my boyfriend Danny, he seems underwhelmed,’ Brenda lamented. ‘Mom is so into church, and Dad is tired all of the time, so I have to count on you to rescue me from a life of boredom,’ Brenda assured Neva J. ‘I can do no wrong in Dad’s eyes and no right in Mom’s,’ Brenda moaned. ‘I love babysitting Billy B on Friday nights, we watch the Friday night Science Fiction Theatre on television,’ Brenda laughed. ‘Billy B is so smart for his age, he sounds like a miniature adult,’ Brenda laughed.

‘Can I come along to Pounds Hollow?’ Cousin Gene asked. ‘I see Brenda go each week and think I can pry myself away from my Monster Mask Collection long enough for a cool dip,’ Cousin Gene said. ‘I will bring my monster masks for a laugh when we wear them on the beach,’ Cousin Gene noted. ‘I know the kids will enjoy them and perhaps their parents as well, Cousin Gene said.

‘I have packed the Merlot and Oscar Mayer Weiners for Chet,’ Neva J said. ‘Have you read the articles in the Daily Journal regarding a peeping tom in the town?’ Neva J asked. ‘Some Eldorado residents caught a glimpse of PT and said he looked a bit like a half-man, half ape,’ Neva J laughed. ‘One reporter said she had been told that PT had the walking gate of Frankenstein,’ Neva J shuddered with joy. ‘Another eyewitness account of PT mentioned that he had fangs like Dracula,’ Neva J winked. ‘One old man said that PT had hair all over his body like the Wolfman, Neva J noted with a wink.

‘My goodness, everyone is running for the hills, Jane observed. ‘Whatever could be the frightening element of our walking on the beach?’ Jane asked. ‘We have our swimsuits on and have applied our Coppertone for a uniform tan,’ Jane commented. ‘Yet the old and young alike have grabbed their beach towels and books, fleeing the beach as well as the swimmers who look as if they have seen a shark,’ Jane commented with surprise.

‘You know I was unable to bring the Universal Studios Monster Masks, but I read that if I believed strongly enough, we would all appear as Monsters,’ Cousin Gene advised. ‘Before me, I see Frankenstein, Dracula, and the Wolfman in real life preparing for a swim in the cool Pounds Hollow waters,’ Cousin Gene said triumphantly.

‘The beach is enjoyable when we have it to ourselves,’ Chet observed as he scratched his hairy arms.