The Lobster Trap by Heidi McLaughlin & Kassidy Maye

Author:Heidi McLaughlin & Kassidy Maye [McLaughlin, Heidi & Maye, Kassidy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-12T18:30:00+00:00

dune

Dune kissed Caroline on her cheek and then quietly slipped out of bed. He dressed in the bathroom and then he was out the door, the sky showing a sliver of morning. He drove to his favorite beach and trudged through the cold sand, praying he didn’t step on something sharp.

At the water’s edge, he breathed in the salt air and relaxed. It had been weeks since he had practiced his breathing techniques and yoga, ever since he met Caroline. It wasn’t her fault he stopped his morning ritual. That was all him. Since meeting her, he’d changed, and he wasn’t sure if it was for the better or not.

Until Caroline, he hadn’t dated anyone seriously. Not ever. He was the one-week kind of guy, which was why he pursued tourists or never said no when they’d ask him out. They were the commitment free, no strings attached, kind of relationships that worked well for him. Sometimes, the women would return the next year, but it was rare. And if they did, they usually had a boyfriend and Dune would be off the hook from having to rekindle anything.

Dune closed his eyes and started his routine. He worked through each pose, holding them longer each time to help ease the stress he felt. The stress he put himself under. He knew better than to get involved with anyone, the way he was with Caroline. The job offer alone was completely out of character for him. He couldn’t even remember why he offered it to her in the first place, other than he didn’t want her to leave Seaport. No other visitor to the island had ever affected him this way, so why her?

He sighed, opened his eyes, and stood. Dune glanced at the surfers who waited for the perfect wave to come. Today was one of those mornings where they’d wait forever. The calm water was not what surfers wanted. He took his shirt off and dove into the water. Thanks to the warm days, the water temperature felt perfect. Dune dove again and swam out a bit before turning over to float on his back. He stared at the sky. It had turned from black to dark blue as the sun rose in the east. Here, Dune felt in his element. It was the place he went to think, and he had a lot of thinking to do.

Feeling waterlogged, he swam back to shore and then sat in the sand, letting whatever ebb and flow there was surround him. There were more people on the beach. Some walking their dogs, others looking for the coveted perfect shell. Not far from him, Margaux, the owner of the local art studio had her easel set up and her paint brush moving frantically over the canvas. Art wasn’t Dune’s thing, but he had a profound respect for people who could capture beauty with a paintbrush.

Once daylight hit, Dune went back into the water to clean off and then trudged through the sand again until he got to the parking lot.

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