The First Drops of Rain
The first heavy drops of rain hit the dust on the roof, and the tide continues to rise, reaching the lower steps of the south dock.
The rain continued through the night, a relentless western assault drumming against the cottage roof and pooling in the eaves. By dawn, the air is thick with humidity, and the barometer continues to drop, signaling the storm is not passing. The tide remains high, pushing the swell against the dock and causing the dinghy to strain against its moorings despite the recent reinforcements.
Kevin... check the lines on the boat.
Reach for the damp cloth and press it to my forehead, wincing as the way shifts my leg.
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Already on it. Stay put.
walk out the porch door and down to the dock, checking the dinghy's bow line, stern spring, and the new second spring I rigged off the north piling, tightening any slack as the swell builds
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Watch the western cleat.
Close my eyes and listen to the rain on the tin roof, trying to ignore the throb in my ankle.
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Seen it. Bolt's sound but the timber's soft behind it.
step onto the dinghy's gunwale, lean over the transom to eye the western cleat on the dock, test the cleat's hold with a hard pull on the stern spring, then grab the mallet and drive a temporary oak wedge behind the cleat base to spread the
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