B009xddvn8 Ebok
“On the Beach HOW MUCH?” SAID Caitlin.
“A ridiculous amount,” I said.
“How ridiculous?”
“More than enough for them still to be hunting us twenty-five years later.”
We were alone on the beach, my soon-to-be-erstwhile wife and I, sitting in the sand, our legs stretched out in front of us. Behind us was a row of charming beach cottages lit and cozy in the darkness; before us was the light of a crescent moon skittering along the uneven surface of the sea. We had left the kids with Harry and his sist...er so we could take our walk and have our talk. The talk. We were facing the water because it was easier than facing each other. As I spoke, she remained mostly silent, staring out at the ocean, and I stared out along with her. And what I saw hovering above the luminescent white at the tip of each dark wave surprised the hell out of me. What I saw was my father.
My father was usually as absent from my thoughts as he was from my life. My mother raised me, if you consider benign neglect to qualify as such, and my grandfather loomed large in my imagination as both tyrant and potential savior.MoreLess
“A ridiculous amount,” I said.
“How ridiculous?”
“More than enough for them still to be hunting us twenty-five years later.”
We were alone on the beach, my soon-to-be-erstwhile wife and I, sitting in the sand, our legs stretched out in front of us. Behind us was a row of charming beach cottages lit and cozy in the darkness; before us was the light of a crescent moon skittering along the uneven surface of the sea. We had left the kids with Harry and his sist...er so we could take our walk and have our talk. The talk. We were facing the water because it was easier than facing each other. As I spoke, she remained mostly silent, staring out at the ocean, and I stared out along with her. And what I saw hovering above the luminescent white at the tip of each dark wave surprised the hell out of me. What I saw was my father.
My father was usually as absent from my thoughts as he was from my life. My mother raised me, if you consider benign neglect to qualify as such, and my grandfather loomed large in my imagination as both tyrant and potential savior.MoreLess
Read book B009xddvn8 Ebok for free
You can download books for free in various formats, such as epub, pdf, azw, mobi, txt and others on book networks site. Additionally, the entire text is available for online reading through our e-reader. Our site is not responsible for the performance of third-party products (sites).
Write Review:
Guest
Read Also
9 / 10
User Reviews: