This story reminded me of when my husband and I went on our "2nd" honeymoon to the Philippines, where he took me to a beach where his family went to every summer. The beach was one of those out of the way places, pretty run down now. My husband walked down the sand, telling me how he used to collect seashells and how they all slept in this beach house that is now crumbling ruins, and I should have seen it back in the day OH GOD WHAT IS HE DOING WITH THAT OAR NO NO NOOOOOOOOOOO!!
Seriously. That's how this story was to me. I was lulled in by the beauty of the beach that I seriously didn't catch the dark side of things until it came, at least to me, right out of the blue. That was...disturbing. Not that I didn't like it.
On a lighter note, omigosh, CONGRATS DAVE! Sorry that I'm just now getting to hear your good news. I'll have to check it out.