Jack was takin' what he could get, at the start. Lucas didn't enjoy it. Zoe did.
The two of 'em fishing on the dock, legs dangling over gray-green water and sinkers bobbing.
He felt a little like it was a pathetic secret at times. Refuge for weakness.
Zoe, however, liked secrets.
In the quiet, sometimes she looked on up to him with those big eyes. The expectant way.
Heh...
...Was hard not to rumble a small laugh. Ruffle her hair.
Before they looked back over the water, smiling in settlement, as if they'd just exchanged some small bit of knowledge.
July 16th. "Water".
