The Sea of Light by Stahl Shey

The Sea of Light by Stahl Shey

Author:Stahl, Shey [Stahl, Shey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B086Q89FXD
Goodreads: 53502668
Publisher: Shey Stahl LLC
Published: 2020-04-10T07:00:00+00:00


Pots - Traps made of wire mesh, plastic, wood, and netting which are baited and left on the ocean floor. When fish or crab enter the pot, they can’t get out.

I draw in a breath and then let it out slowly. My heart twists and catapults into an unsteady rhythm. Could it be he’d been keeping more secrets than I thought?

Knowing men, yeah, he probably is.

I stare down at the drawing. Fletcher’s eyes lift to mine. I never noticed the color of his eyes. Until now. Familiar sea green. Adrenaline bubbles inside me. It pricks at my skin, like needles and butterflies attacking me. I look at the boy. Atlas.

His eyes, they’re more blue.

Maybe it’s all a coincidence, or maybe, I don’t know Lincoln at all, and this is just one of the many secrets he’s been holding on to. I guess maybe I can’t blame him, and I certainly haven’t asked. My only question so far has been if he had a wife, not a son. I never even thought his “I have somewhere to be” could have been because of a kid.

Fletcher clears his throat and gives the child his attention. “I look a little fat.”

Atlas tosses his head back, laughter rolling through him softly. “You’re not fat. I just made your head too big.” He pulls out a pencil from his backpack, his brow dipping in concentration. “Here. I’ll fix it.”

With a smile on my face, I move to the side, toward Mal, while Atlas fixes the drawing. Fletcher keeps his eyes on mine, as if he’s holding onto a secret he doesn’t want me to know. I look for similarities. Could it be that Fletcher is Lincoln’s dad? Had I known his family and hadn’t realized it?

“Hardy?” Mal’s eyes are on mine. “Do you think he has a kid?”

“I don’t know,” I add, warmth creeping into my cheeks, my head feels dazed and disoriented. “We don’t talk much.”

“Hey, J?” Fletcher calls out. I twist around to look back at him. “Can we order some food?”

Nodding, I reach for a menu and slide it in his direction without saying anything. I’m almost afraid if I do, I’m going to start asking questions. Questions I’m almost certain he doesn’t want me asking in front of the kid.

They order two baskets of fish and chips, and an hour later, they’re still sitting at the end of the bar. Same place Lincoln resides when he’s here. Mal begins to get nervous when Avie surfaces and heads straight into his office. Thankfully, he doesn’t look in the bar, and if he does, Atlas is on the end, tucked in the corner next to the rose petal jar and hidden from the view of almost everyone. Aside from me.

It’s like I’m gravitating toward him, unable to keep my eyes off him. He stares at the rose petal jar for a long time and the photograph of my parents on it. “Who are they?” he asks, working on his second root beer I fear might be too much for a child.



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