Chapter 9
I exited the dreamline and stepped forward into the surf. The sun had risen with several clouds, orange and dark gray, and hung on the horizon. The sea, a beautiful deep blue, turned a translucent green on the shore’s edge. I could see directly into the water to the ocean floor. Shells and rocks littered the shoreline, and a gentle wave crashed against the beach, covering my boots.
“It’s beautiful here, isn’t it?” Jeremiah had taken off his winter coat and rolled up his shirt sleeves.
I shivered from the chill of the morning air and pulled my coat around me. “Yes, it is. For a moment, I just want to imagine that we’re relaxing and on holiday, enjoying the sights.”
“We’ve never taken a holiday. All we’ve done since we met is struggle…” He put his hands in his pockets and stood
