Water Lily in July by Clare Revell

Author:Clare Revell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: christian Fiction
Publisher: Pelican Book Group (White Rose Publishing)
Published: 2016-08-24T04:00:00+00:00

9

“Kaylie, get up and look at this.” Once again it was Angus shaking her awake.

Kaylie pulled a face at the man as she turned over. The clock on the wall said 5:00 AM. She wanted to sleep. “Really? You come up at 4:00, insist on relieving me as you can’t sleep. I’ve only been in bed an hour. I’m tired. Go away.”

“I need ye tae see this, lassie.”

Then she shook herself. Would he have bothered her if it weren’t important? He knew how essential breaks were on this job—especially when he instigated them. “OK, give me a minute to put some clothes on here.” She dressed quickly and took the stairs two at a time. Grabbing the offered binoculars, she raised them to her eyes and scanned the horizon.

There was nothing. No clouds, not even seagulls, just miles and miles of flat, unnerving calm. “OK, I’ve looked. So, what’s so important that you had to drag me all the way up here just after I’ve fallen asleep?”

Angus put his hands on his hips and turned his all-knowing eye to the view. He held his hand out for the binoculars and she handed them back to him. He stood still before pacing around the lantern gallery.

“Well?” Kaylie looked at his weatherworn face as he came back in front of her.

A veil of concern covered his eyes. “Ye’d better call that fisherman friend of yours and get him tae come home. There’s a storm coming.”

She laughed. “A storm? There’s not a cloud in the sky.”

Angus’s eyes bored into hers. “I’m telling ye, lassie, a storm is coming. A big storm. The likes o’which ye have never seen. We need to call it in and batten down the hatches.”

“Okay.” His instinct had never been wrong before. Going back inside, Kaylie lifted the radio and tuned it in to Rob’s frequency. She just had to hope he was awake or within reach of his radio. “Wolf Point Lighthouse to Seascape. Are you receiving? Over.”

~*~

Rob sat on the deck as the sun inched its way above the horizon, into what promised to be a perfect day. If the wind didn’t get up soon, he was going nowhere—well he could use the engines, but that just seemed a waste when he wasn’t in a rush to get home. He’d arranged to see Kaylie when he got back to port, and he could speak to her on the radio any time he liked. Soon he would feed out the lobster pots which would need a good twenty-four hours to sit.

The radio cracked and her melodic tones came over the airwaves. “Wolf Point Lighthouse to Seascape. Are you receiving? Over.”

With a smile, Rob got to his feet and made his way to the bridge. He grabbed the mic and keyed it. “Wolf Point Lighthouse, this is Seascape, receiving. Is that you, Kaylie? Over.”

Her laugh was as refreshing as a cold glass of lemonade on a hot day. “Who else would it be? Over.”

“Maybe Angus finally perfected his Kaylie impression? How are you? Over.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.