Characters in Night Surf

He said his name was Alvin Sackheim. He kept calling for his grandmother. He thought Susie was his grandmother. This struck her funny, God knows why.

“Wait up!” Corey called. “Bernie? Hey, Bernie, wait up!” The guy on the radio was reading some dirty limericks, and a girl in the background asked him where did he put the beer.

I'm Bobby. This was supposed to be Fred's night, but Fred got the flu. He's all swelled up.”

Corey had his radio, one of those suitcase-sized transistor jobs that take about forty batteries and also make and play tapes.

I'm Bobby. This was supposed to be Fred's night, but Fred got the flu. He's all swelled up.”

… lean-to with Needles already inside and Kelly and Joan standing beside it, holding hands and looking at the water. I did a forward roll, feeling sand go down the back of my shirt, and fetched up against Kelly's legs. He fell on top of me and rubbed my face in …

… I was holding hands with Susie; Kelly and Joan were ahead of us, and Needles was already over the brow of the point and out of sight. Corey was bringing up the rear, swinging his radio.

That was seven years before A6, and I was going with a girl named Maureen. She was a big girl. She had a pink checked bathing suit. I used to tell her it looked like a tablecloth.

Needles lit the pyre with his Zippo, and it went up fast.

… I was holding hands with Susie; Kelly and Joan were ahead of us, and Needles was already over the brow of the point and out of sight. Corey was bringing up the rear, swinging his radio.