The night air was still, and only the pounding of the surf was heard through the deepening mist surrounding the porch steps where Morgan sat, deep in thought. The mist danced with the movement of her hand, but she didn’t notice.
“You look like you could use some company.”
Gabe’s voice came from the mist, and Morgan looked up to watch him come into view as he walked up the walkway. With a slight wave from Morgan, the mist cleared, and she looked around her, noticing how dark it had become.
“Jenny send you?”
“Well, she told me what went on at the civic center and thought you might need some company.”
Morgan started to protest, but then shrugged her shoulders and moved over to make room for Gabe to join her on the steps. It was then that she noticed the bottle of wine and two plastic cu
