Chapter 6
Jack looked up and saw Mitch walking across the patio of Java Beach. He pushed his notebook away. While his intentions of writing were good, he’d had too much on his mind to brainstorm ideas, and all he’d been doing was sketching little cartoon figures of seagulls for his nieces and nephews in Texas.
Jack needed to talk to someone who knew more than he did about this unusual situation.
“Here you are—today’s California fusion omelet with a toasted onion bagel,” Mitch said, placing a hot dish in front of Jack. His tie-dyed T-shirt was a bright spot on a cloudy morning.
“Great, thanks.” Jack could have cooked in his little kitchen in the guest cottage, but he liked walking here and enjoyed hearing conversations. That made him feel less alone. Checking out the generous portion, h
