Lighthouse Tales, Tale 2: Spoiling the Broth
Double H's eyes blinked rustily in the morning light.
He squirmed upright, trying to worm his arms out of the sleeping bag. He was disoriented and slightly limp from sleep; it was more difficult than it seemed. He shoved against the floor of the kitchen and brought his eyes level with the kitchen countertop.
The sun through the porthole windows was still diffuse and gray. Sitting still on the floor, he heard the sound of rain pattering on the tarp.
Last night, it had been vicious and angry; almost as if it were in pain. Now, however, it sounded soothed and becalmed. Whatever had been upsetti
Lighthouse Tales, Tale 1: Princesses and Firemen
The wind was so strong, the rain went sideways; it rattled the tarps and they joined the thunder in their crashing.
Jade sighed into the surface of her tea. She stared up at the ceiling from her nook by the fire, watching the canvas she couldn't see shaking in the night wind. The low, hissing voice from the radio dissolved into static with every bolt of lightning. But the voice fought back against the heavens, warning her about the weather she already knew about.
She felt a surge of body heat beside her; she turned her head passively. She stared blankly into the thick torso of her partner, w