Local Customs. Audrey Thomas

me when I’m out here. Men who don’t, men who can’t accept it or adjust to it, can sicken and even die.”

      I waited for him to say something romantic like, “Home is wherever you are, from now on,” but of course he wasn’t that sort of person.

      Unwilling to quit the beautiful moonlight, which made everything seem as bright and clear as day, we just stood there, listening to the jingle-jangle of the rigging above us, each wrapped in our own thoughts, until I looked down.