16. The Deer Hunter
Ethan’s footsteps rang hollow as his feet scraped across the plywood floor. He chose his bunk from among three other plywood slabs along the windowless back wall. He flipped the foamy over to see which side was the driest and had the fewest chunks torn out. At least the walls are insulated, but we could do with more than plastic covering the walls. He unpacked his work clothes. When he rejoined the rest of the crew, Hacki said to him, “You and I are going shopping before it gets too dark. Grab your caulks.” Hacki held a rifle in his hands. He tested the scope mounts and seemed satisfied they were tight.
They departed in the direction opposite from their arrival because the tide had already dropped a foot. Hacki set the Detour on another course. The longer way around l
