Two for Tea A black cloud cuts across our course pushing a squall before it. White capped waves fan out toward our schooner. My job is to stand by the foremast, halyards in hand and judge the wind strength. Perhaps the foresail can handle the gust of wind and we will get a burst of … Read more
The morning the fog rolled in, Jenny May was already awake. She sat cross-legged on the old wooden pier, legs dangling just above the bay’s dark surface. Viper, her sleek black corn snake, was coiled beside her, flicking his tongue at the mist as if trying to taste it. The air was thick with sea … Read more
I wake to the sound of nothing, which isn’t right. Something’s different in the house. Time check: 4:55 am. I roll over, the tormented ghost of yesterday’s workout haunting my shoulder. Matt’s on his stomach, one bare foot jutting over the side of the bed, the other on my side, arms doing the “Y” of … Read more
The plane smelled faintly of recycled air, coffee, and the sharp tang of disinfectant. Lena hated flying. Not just the confined space or the turbulence or the way her ears always popped on descent—what she hated most was the lack of control. Once she stepped into a plane, she was trapped, thousands of feet above … Read more