“When do you leave?” she asked.
“You’re staring at the sea like it owes you money,” said Anna, pulling her scarf tighter. She was a fisherman’s daughter, her hands still raw from gutting mackerel that morning.
HC took the telegram back, folded it carefully, and tucked it next to his heart. “Tomorrow. The first rig is a rust bucket held together by hope. But hope, Anna—hope is the one resource we’ve never drilled for.”
“When do you leave?” she asked.
“You’re staring at the sea like it owes you money,” said Anna, pulling her scarf tighter. She was a fisherman’s daughter, her hands still raw from gutting mackerel that morning.
HC took the telegram back, folded it carefully, and tucked it next to his heart. “Tomorrow. The first rig is a rust bucket held together by hope. But hope, Anna—hope is the one resource we’ve never drilled for.”
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