We were rolling around on the ground, inching further from the construction site and out onto the peninsula. The lights at the construction site weren't as bright out there, so Gallagher and I were pounding the crap out of each other by the light of the silvery moon. We were out so far I could hear the waves crashing onto the rocks at the bottom of the cape.
There were some random tools scattered on the ground: a handsaw, a couple of pickaxes, and a coil of rope.
I smacked Gallagher on the jaw and straddled him.
"It's over, Gallagher!"
Neville Hunt over 3 years ago
I think this one’s been double-posted Christopher.
Christopher over 3 years ago
I looked all around it and I couldn't see that it had been.
Neville Hunt over 3 years ago
Sorry! It must have been my eyesight or eyePad!
Christopher over 3 years ago
No worries. I just wondered if I was losing it because I couldn't find it!