The prompt is beach.
When I was a child some of my vacations were spent on the island of Jamaica, my mother’s home country. While there, we spent a lot of time driving around to visit family. Those visits always seemed to involve talking about who had died. I remember eating a lot of fruit cake on those visits.
The beach we usually went to is Turtle Beach in Ocho Rios. My memories of that beach have all blended together. I can see a lot of sand and taste the salty water. There is a shopping center adjacent to the beach offering souvenir type items. It seems like we spent a fair amount of time there. I also remember a guy asking my dad if he wanted to buy some drugs. I was shocked!