Is it morning? asks Little Mystic.
Yes, says Terence.
Did I go to sleep? asks Little Mystic.
Yes, says Terence.
So what's going to happen? says Little Mystic.
Everything, says Terence. We're buying goggles and flippers and a clipboard today. Maybe two clipboards.
Maybe? says Little Mystic.
Probably, says Terence. Wake up everybody!
Gaius wakes up, under his tree.
Arh-ugh! says Gaius, rubbing his shoulder. What time is it?
Morning, says Terence.
So it is, says Gaius.
He shakes Surfing-with-Whales, who is still asleep under the blanket.
Whaa..? says Surfing-with-Whales. Morning already?
It is, says Gaius. I believe you're planning to buy goggles and flippers today.
And two clipboards, says Terence.
I think one would suffice, says Gaius.
Surfing-with-Whales stands up.
What's for breakfast?
There's one apple, says Gaius. And a scrape of peanut butter in the bottom of the jar.
I feel like coffee and a muffin, says Surfing-with-Whales. I'm heading into Strahan. Who's coming?
We'll all go, says Gaius. Now that you've mentioned coffee and a muffin.
Let's go! says Terence.
They grab their bikes, and with Terence and Little Mystic in the pullalong, head into Strahan.
They stop at the Coffee Shack, opposite the cruise departure terminal.
The Coffee Shack is full of salmon fishery workers, eating muffins.
Surfing-with-Whales orders a spinach and feta muffin, and a flat white.
Gaius orders the same for himself, plus a red drink for Terence.
They sit down near a table of salmon fishery workers.
Tourists? asks one of the salmon fishery workers.
No, says Gaius. Ecologists. Checking on numbers of maugean skates.
Good luck with that, says the salmon fishery worker.
Thank you, says Gaius. I don't suppose you've seen any recently?
The salmon fishery workers laugh, and keep eating their muffins.
Anyone know where I can buy goggles and flippers? asks Surfing-with-Whales.
And two clipboards, says Terence.
And socks, says Gaius, remembering he's short of a sock.
Try Patrick's IGA, says the salmon fishery worker. Anyhow, gotta go. Shift starts in fifteen minutes.
The salmon fishery workers get up and leave.
Helpful, says Gaius.
Never seen goggles and flippers in an IGA, says Surfing-with-Whales.
No, says Gaius. Perhaps he just meant us to ask there.
Makes sense, says Surfing-with-Whales. Okay let's go.
NOW everything's going to happen, says Terence.
I believe you, says Little Mystic. Do you think Patrick's IGA will sell socks?
How do I know? says Terence.
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