Tyche
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 57
Fiji, cyclone season a month gone, is hot ... humid and wonderful. Green greens ... all the greens one can imagine ... and blue blues ... colorful people, houses and boats.
But ... the pace was faster than I thought a tropical island paradise should be.
The main roads are paved and there’s Traffic. I mentioned it to daddy.
“They’re making up for the cyclone season, Tyche. Nobody got much done during the storms.”
Zoe said, “The marina is a disaster. There’s a hundred eighty footer just sitting on the bottom ... and nobody willing to take responsibility.”
Daddy said, “Boaters with insurance left before the season ... the boats remaining were uninsured.”
“May I look?”
“How you going to get there?”
“Bike.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Look to see what needs to be done.”
“And what then?”
“Salvage it.”
“Good luck with that.”
“I’ve done it before ... made a million clear after expenses.”
That stopped Zoe in her discourse.
“A million? From salvage? When?”
Alice butted in, “My parents bought it. First winter in Pentwater. They couldn’t find a proper summer cottage ... and the boat was large enough to suit mom.”
“We’re talking about a wreck.”
“So is Tyche ... she saved it from sinking ... just. The local salvor didn’t even try.”
Mom looked daggers at me, “Why didn’t you tell us?”
And I said, “You never call ... never write ... I’ve had no contact since I got sent to Surprise. Ten years, Zoe ... ten years. Why would I?”
To keep up appearances ... and my temper, I hopped on my Kona and headed for Nasoso road. Alice followed. The hill of the bridge is steep but we made it and turned right at the first opportunity. Well ... it Looked like a street, but ... it was three houses on the left and four on the right and a sorta dead end.
But not for bikes.
Then I learned that cutting through was doing something to get yelled at for. Twice. Once for the little path at the end of the dead end and again at the new construction on Waga Circle.
Alice was keeping up ... good thing ... I wasn’t slowing down.
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