Please be Ian, was the first thought that flashed through her mind. But it was Toni.
Please be Ian“Oh good, you have phone service. It’s getting crazy out there. I wish you hadn’t picked tonight to stay alone at Yatesville.”
“I’m fine. I’m in the lighthouse, it’s basically a Medieval fortress on a cliff. How’s the shack holding up?”
“Don’t call it a shack,” Toni answered automatically. “But yeah, a few shingles blew off so I’m staying over at Tristan’s. The boardwalk is wild right now. Anything that wasn’t tied down is somewhere in Misty Bay by now.”
“Yikes. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, but I’m a little worried about the Desperado. The entire fleet was called in because of the storm, but I ran into Lucas when I was closing up the Olde Salt and he said no one has heard from them.”
Desper
