Chapter 16
They slept through the dawn, and Paul even managed to sleep through the rest of the circle waking up and packing up their things. When he finally did open his eyes, Chloe was stirring next to him, squinting against the white light that was bouncing off the fog from every direction. Was it 8:00 AM or Noon? Paul couldn't tell. He heard movement around him, people walking though the sand and talking quietly to one another. Then, out of nowhere, there stood Winston, beaming down at them.
He wore a blue windbreaker and jeans now, and had his long hair tied back in a ponytail. He was holding a thermos of coffee, and two ceramic mugs.
"You cats want a cup of joe before we go?" he asked.
"Um, sure," said Paul.
"Whossat?" murmured Chloe. "Win… is that you, you old hippie f**k?" S……
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