Chapter 28
When they wokeup the next morning Beckett and Luna were stiff but relieved that the storm was behind them. They made a pot of coffee and took mugs onto the deck to see the sunrise. It was epic.
They leaned on Beckett’s favorite railing. He said, “Well, we made it through.”
Luna said, “With you it’s never making it through, it’s living on.”
He put his arm around her. “Thank you. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
A flock of birds flew past the boat, calling their own style of good morning. Beckett and Luna arched their heads back to watch them fly.
“So we have chores today and then we’re at Heighton Port, where it sounds like I have more chores, butafterI’ll call my aunts to come pick us up in the truck. Your board should fit, or we’ll rent a trailer or something…”
Luna asked, “What about the camps and the settlements?”
“I’ve been thinking about that. Why do you have to go? You don’t, you’re coming to my house, so I think we’ll skip that part.”
“That makes sense.”
“Yeah, we have a lot to figure out, but let’s just get you home first.”
