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
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