Stavanger Bay I'll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror

He tucked their names into his pocket so that if the need ever arose, he could talk his way out of trouble. Will I know it when I see it? He looked towards the horizon and determined the answer would probably be yes, as there weren't so many islands out here that he'd have a hard time finding it.

His brows pinched at the mention of her sickness, while guilt-laden relief washed over him as he thought that maybe it was a good thing he had kept his distance. Against his better judgment he sniffed the air, where he found no contagion.

Recognition caused his heart to sink.

Oh, he said, ears flattening for just a second before he gathered himself. Okay. Everett. I'll tell him for you. Anything else, before I go?