Friday, September 2, 2016

984. And the waves

Sam and Patrick sat on the old folding chairs from under the deck.
They were taking turns striking Red Bird matches against the box then flipping them into the ocean.
Somewhere beneath the waves, beneath the remnants of a castle they'd built on the third sandbar, was Patrick's wedding ring.
Between them on the beach was a metal detector, still tightly shrink-wrapped.