C39 Chapter 39

”Why not?”

”I don't know.”

The group came to a small building near where the waves broke onshore. Bryden stared at the white foam and green water, and he listened to the whoosh and crash of the waves and the calls of the white birds that seemed to be everywhere.

”What is that smell?” he asked Denzin.

Denzin took a deep breath through his nose and sighed. ”I love that smell. The ocean