Neil, Rolf, Jordan, and Kip stood on the dock. It was late October. A brisk breeze blew off the straits. It made Neil shiver. He snuggled deeper into the coat Rolf had brought to him last spring and leaned against his man. It turned out the coat had indeed been one of Rolf’s. That moment seemed so long ago now. The last of the summer herd was being loaded onto the ferry. The four men watched them disappear below decks. It was time to say goodbye.
“So, when do you two move into Dr. Turner’s place?” Jordan asked.
“They’ll be leaving for Amsterdam in about three weeks, just before Thanksgiving. We’ll move in then. We’ll get to spend the holidays in our new home,” Neil said, smiling up at Rolf.
“We’ll think of y’all shiverin’ up here while we’re all eatin’ turkey and baskin’ in the Texas su
