Break My Fall (No Limits) by Cameron J.T

Author:Cameron, J.T. [Cameron, J.T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-10-14T22:00:00+00:00

. . . . .

I believed his grandmother, but I wasn’t content to wait.

I drove to the Isle of Palms Marina, parked, and walked along the dock. I didn’t remember the slip number, but I knew the general area it was in and I remembered that the boat’s name was “AquaHolic.”

I knocked a few times on the side of the boat. Nothing. I knocked again and called out his name. Nothing. I decided to go aboard. Maybe he was sleeping and I needed to knock on the door to stir him out of his slumber. Or maybe I’d get lucky and discover that he’d left his journal out on the deck and I could find out everything I wanted to know about him.

I started climbing up the ladder.

“He’s not home,” a voice said from below. I stopped halfway up and looked down at the dock. An older man stood there. “If you’re looking for Drew, he’s gone. Left about a week ago.”

“Do you know where he went?”

“Beats me.”

When I was back down on the dock I said, “Okay, well, thanks.”

Then, the best sight I had seen in the last week: Cliff trotting down the dock toward me. His tail wagged back and forth and with him panting, it looked like he was smiling. I knelt down to greet him and he licked my face.

“Clifford,” the old man said, “be gentle.”

“He’s fine.” I looked up at the man. “You watch after Cliff when Drew is gone, right?”

“Sure do. He’s a handful, but we love him. And we love the dog, too.” His laugh was phlegmy, like you hear from so many elderly people, and he had a great smile as he cracked himself up.

I laughed with him. “Do you know when Drew’s coming back?”

He shook his head. “Not for sure. Said about a week and a half, so should just be a few days.”

I introduced myself to the old man and he said, “Call me Buck,” explaining that it was a nickname from his time in the military at the end of World War Two and the Korean War, and he obviously took a lot of pride in saying it.

“I’m a friend of Drew’s.” I stood and wiped my slobbery face on my t-shirt. “We had a little…falling out, I guess you’d call it.”

He nodded and pressed his mouth into a line, conveying what looked to be genuine sympathy. “Well, you youngsters need to work it out. Life’s too short for squabbles.” I could see why Drew liked this guy.

“I know this is asking a lot,” I said, “but would you do me a favor?”

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