He looked back at me and continued.
“The lighthouse attendant was trying to educate us and I kept trying to touch the generator. I just wanted to make the horn go.”
“Stop talking like you’re him!”
“He finally turned on the generator, waited for the big horn to fill with air, and had me push the button. The smile that was on my face that day. You’ve remembered it all this time.”
I took the pipe and threw it against the wall.
“I said stop talking like you’re him!”
I placed my hands on the side of my face and bent down. David came over and huddled with me.
“But Meghan. That’s how you turn off the machine. Just follow those steps and blow the horn.”
He gently grabbed my hand and led me toward the generator. There was a simple switch that said “On.” I looked at it and back at him. My
