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The ferry glided across the flat water of the harbor. Outside the glare of the lights of the big ship, the only stars were the broken strands close above the hilltops of the island the ferry ran beside, and the hilltops were only deeper shadows in the dark. Standing at the stern rail watching the ferry approach the docking he was barefoot on the wooden deck and cold, there was a wind coming down from the hills onto water that was as still as oil and glimmered black with starlight.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
The ferry glided across the flat water of the harbor. Outside the glare of the lights of the big ship, the only stars were the broken strands close above the hilltops of the island the ferry ran beside, and the hilltops were only deeper shadows in the dark. Standing at the stern rail watching the ferry approach the docking he was barefoot on the wooden deck and cold, there was a wind coming down from the hills onto water that was as still as oil and glimmered black with starlight.