That night he tried to check the weather again on his phone. As usual, his phone wouldn’t connect. It frustrated him how incompetent simple technology made him feel. Even back in Virginia, he would hand his phone to his father or a friend, who would tap a few symbols, and magically, it would work. To be fair to himself, co-workers had told him he might experience spotty service in this part of the island.
A knock on his trailer door startled Rainn. He couldn’t remember someone knocking other than the time a co-worker let him know he’d dropped his gardening gloves outside.
Rainn was wide-eyed to find Cyprian and Sam. “How did you know which trailer was mine?”
The men looked at each other. “Lucky guess?” Cyprian said with a weak smile.
“You’re watching me?”
Sam waved his hands in a no,
