BYRRD
A tale of the lone and the lonely.
Friends
Bevin came back a week or two later with two other people. A man and a woman. I saw them disembark and wave to her as they walked down the gangplank. I had the impression that Bevin and the woman were on intimate terms and the man was a little aloof. Bevin leaned towards the woman while they walked while the man walked a half step ahead. The four of them left the harbour together. My friend told me they had rented a cottage in her row. An artist and a writer, he said. Creatives come to drink from our fountain of inspiration. Our ice cold fountain, I joked. I hope they drink lavishly from your fountain, I joked. I remember that joke specifically. Lavishly, I was proud of the word. I think my friend nodded his approval. The more I read the more I used clever words like that: reading improves your vocabulary.