Chapter 7
“Morning, John,” Morwenna said, waving at him from her front garden.
“Morning. Uh, just.” John had slept in, which was unusual for him, but he’d had quite an eventful evening and night.
As if picking up on that, Morwenna said, “When I got up in the middle of the night to go to the loo I saw you on the cliff path. Couldn’t you sleep?”
John shook his head. “Any idea when the electricity will come back on?” he asked, walking into her front garden.
“I phoned the electricity board earlier, they said they hoped to get us reconnected by this afternoon, but there are quite a few downed power lines in the area, so they couldn’t guarantee it.”
John shrugged. “Thought I might go into St Duncan’s or maybe if they don’t have what I need, Newquay.”
“Oh?”
John told her about the things
