Sea Glass Sunrise
“The sun was setting over the pine tree–dotted ridge that fringed the hill rising up behind High Street at Calder’s back, casting Jonah’s tightly pinched features in a stark, mauve-shadowed relief that didn’t warm his expression in the least. Calder told himself he should feel lucky the old man wasn’t toting a shotgun. Although he supposed that didn’t rule out something equally lethal. Like a nice, sharp gutting knife.
Feeling a little too close a kinship to a lobster swimming into a trap, he slid out the cab of his truck . . . and tried not to grimace when the sharp briny scent hit him. Calder had discovered that the air had a salty tang anywhere you went in Half Moon Harbor—in most of the Cove proper, for that matter. He liked it well enough, thinking it added a more immediate, visceral element to the historic, seafaring ambience of the little town. But down here, right on the fishing docks, it took on a layer of catch-of-the-day that was fairly aggressive.
His thoughts slipped to Ha...nnah McCrae and her rather heated argument for keeping change from coming to Blueberry Cove.MoreLess
Feeling a little too close a kinship to a lobster swimming into a trap, he slid out the cab of his truck . . . and tried not to grimace when the sharp briny scent hit him. Calder had discovered that the air had a salty tang anywhere you went in Half Moon Harbor—in most of the Cove proper, for that matter. He liked it well enough, thinking it added a more immediate, visceral element to the historic, seafaring ambience of the little town. But down here, right on the fishing docks, it took on a layer of catch-of-the-day that was fairly aggressive.
His thoughts slipped to Ha...nnah McCrae and her rather heated argument for keeping change from coming to Blueberry Cove.MoreLess
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