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And we’re gonna be in warm water. We’re gonna go to all the places that we talked about. I’m gonna miss those big winter waves. I love you so much, weirdo. chuckles Oh. I love you so much. Hm. Property sells fast in PF. People like that the grass must be green and cut attractively. That all the roofs must be made of red tile and the walls of each house must be painted every years. The P? beaches were maintained daffy. The city used special machines to dean the sand that thrash, mix and spit out the crystals into immaculate, fine white powder. It was one o? these machines that found Jim tying face down at Cabrillo Beach miies south of the P? peninsula. sobbing He overdosed on a bad mixture of prescription drugs he had stolen. His heart just stopped beating. instrumental music wailing I’m sorry. Pm sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Subs ‘Share were only days in my entire fife that I didn’t see Jim. I couldn’t imagine a life without him. My father wants me in move in with him. He says I deserve every advantage. Be hopes I can teach him to surf. My mother calls from Joshua Tree. She says she’s getting help now. That we can start a whole new life and that my new room is ready whenever! am. I’m leaving P?” …alone. I’m going to sari the world just like Jim and I had talked about. Hawaii, Bali, Java and Mexico. I have no itinerary. No plans to return. Maybe my tribe is out there somewhere. The ocean is where I belong. I say goodbye to Jim one {ask time from the bay. I know that Jim will be watching me wherever I go with a huge smile on his face. There’s a lot for you to watch out for in the ocean. Sharks, rays, riptides, jellyfish and unpredictable currents. But here’s some remedies for its dangers. When you get stung by a jellyfish pee immediately on the sting. Uric acid will soothe the pain. Duct tape can pretty much fix everything. A ripped wetsuit, a dinged board. And if you get swept in?» a riptide try to remain calm then swim like hell with the horizon. Other than that, it’s pure magic. After all of this time I I After a“ these seasons I And your own decision to go to the water I For reason I I It’s only the ocean and you I fireworks After all of these lines I I Will all be erased soon I I Out with the tide I I And they come back with the waves I I It’s only the ocean and you I J You don’t want J You don’t wait S I You don’t love no but you don’t hate I You just roll J” I Over me I And you pull me in I I And you pull me in I When this work is done r I When this coat is dry I When this world’s too much I It will be I Only the ocean and me I When these sails go up I Mountains fade away I I Stars come out I’m finally free r Now it’s only the ocean and me I ‘Cause you don’t want J You don’t wait S I You don’t love no I But you don’t hate I I You just roll J” I Over me a landlubber like you is made to order for her. And this lady knows her business. Except she ain’t no lady. You mind if I have some coffee? Help yourself. Miss Stover, Mr. Blair. Hello. How do you do? Captain, you ever been in Leesburg, Mississippi? No. Must’ve been your brother then. You mean there’s somebody there looks like me? Your twin. Well, what’s he do, run the town? Nope, he stands in front of the courthouse and scratches himself and gawks at the girls, makes dirty jokes, and think he’s quite a guy. You know, Captain, when a sailor runs off at the mouth, he ought to have a napkin handy to wipe his chin. typewriter keys clacking Yeah? Jim Blair. I’d like to apologize for that gabbing in the wardroom. Go drown yourself, will you? I’d like to try that apology again, Miss Stover. It’s not important. I’ve heard gutter talk before. Well, I’m really sorry it happened. Well, maybe you’d like to do me a favor. Drowning myself is out. No, you can go living, but stop pounding that typewriter all night so I can get some sleep. Chalk up one more apology. The rest of the trip home, I’ll do my writing in the daytime. What kind of things do you write? Fiction, magazines mostly. Do you ever buy any ideas, like, say, part of somebody’s life story?