Drayco got the impression Sailor was only half-joking.
Chapter 21Friday 19 March
Drayco spent the evening resting at the Jepson’s but got only three hours of sleep, thanks to the painful leg. After popping four ibuprofen, he headed down to the pier for Maida’s much-touted sunrise extravaganza, but the skies were cloudy. Again. How did people in the Arctic Circle—the Inuit, northern Finns and Swedes—manage to keep their sanity through months of darkness? He’d take the hot sun on a Bermuda beach any day.
The air always felt different along the coast. Humidity, or the S-trio of salt, sand, and sea. The light appeared different, too. Although there wasn’t enough sunshine lately to illuminate town treasures like the Aquia sandstone building in front of him where he’d headed after the pier. I
