Fugitive
“Critically observing her canvas, she noted some seemingly stray marks in a blank spot near the outer edge that resembled a smiling face. Being quite certain that she hadn't done it herself, she searched the tree line for Manx but saw nothing. Lester might have done it—he would have passed by on his way to the dock—but she doubted this; Lester was far too anxious to please and it seemed a bit presump tuous of him. Thinking that it was intended as a message of some kind, Drusilla stood silently f...or a moment, wondering how to reply.
The obvious answer came to her as she surveyed the perfectly smooth, sandy beach. Klog wouldn't perform his beach-keeping duties again until the next day, so, with the end of her paintbrush, she wrote, "Hello, hand some!" in the sand. "No," she decided, erasing it with her foot. "Too suggestive. Sends the wrong message." Being friendly was fine, however, so she simply copied what he had drawn, gathered up her gear, and, with a quick glance over her shoulder hoping to catch another glimpse of him, went back to the house.MoreLess
The obvious answer came to her as she surveyed the perfectly smooth, sandy beach. Klog wouldn't perform his beach-keeping duties again until the next day, so, with the end of her paintbrush, she wrote, "Hello, hand some!" in the sand. "No," she decided, erasing it with her foot. "Too suggestive. Sends the wrong message." Being friendly was fine, however, so she simply copied what he had drawn, gathered up her gear, and, with a quick glance over her shoulder hoping to catch another glimpse of him, went back to the house.MoreLess
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