Whispers of the Sea

The sun was blaring down, bouncing off the choppy waves. Hugh had almost finished his little sculpture of a mermaid, it was a relatively easy project and he had many replicates of these types at home but something about this one was different. She had a haunting expression and looked liked she had just lost everything. He held her delicately, enticed by her and amazed that he had been able to carve her. Briefly looking up he caught sight of white sails on the horizon, looked like a ship was heading in. They would probably arrive in the next half an hour. Hugh casually rose, feeling there was no rush, and strode back along the recently furnished walkway - something that had taken him several days to complete.

His bare feet slapped the timber, he never really had been too fond of shoes nor of shirts for that matter, as his work usually required him to get hot and sweaty shirts where just sticky nuisances. A coarse, plaited twine with a single shell hung round his neck and gently tapped against his breast bone as he walked. The faded sandy coloured shorts rubbed against his legs, they weren't the most comfortable pair he owned but not much you can do when you wash them in sea water.

He headed straight towards the small cabin near the end of the harbour where Old man Harry, his boss, stayed. Despite him having no real contribution in bringing a ship in, he still needed to be alerted to when one arrived. As he reached the door, the old thing barely holding on it's rusted hinges, he quickly jerked it open and poked his head in.

"Harry, large white sails comin' in. 'Alf an hour max." His deep and slightly croaky voice awoke the sleeping man with a start. The bleary eyed man looked around, trying to figure out who had woken him from his drunken slumber.

"Wha-? Hugh, what'sat? Ugh, kay, just be off with you then." He was a man of few words.

"Right-o. If you see Blair tell him to find the twins to help me get this boat in."

"Uh huh."

And with that he was out. The twins were always at the Inn, messing around with Susie. Everyone knew that both of them loved her but never had there been any sort of inkling as to which she preferred. It was rumoured that she was quite happy to have them both. Blair was the man who knew everything about a ship and was usually found at the ship yard crafting dingy's and basically just fiddling around, he was the twins father and liked to keep as far away from them as possible as they usually got into trouble. As it so happened Hugh spotted one of the twins, Jacob, wandering down towards the beach. If Jacob was down here, either his brother John wasn't far away or Susie had made her choice. But seeing at his lively step it probably wasn't the latter.

"OI! Jake, get yerself over here. We got some sail's coming in." The younger boy turned and gave him a wave to show he heard and was heading over. Hugh nodded and turned back to watch the ship come in. He didn't really need both of them. It was difficult to bring a ship of that size in on his own, comfortable with two and then no sweat with three. But wherever John was and depending how far away didn't really matter as long as he had Jacob.

Just as the ship was approaching, Jacob finally decided to join Hugh on the pier.

"Took ya long enough."

"What? That big thing wasn't coming for a good five minutes, I had time." He said, a cheeky grin planted on his face. He had a crooked nose and small lips but he still had his boyish looks despite only being a year or so younger than Hugh.

"Whatever, just get ready to help me bring this boat in." He rolled his eyes, not really interested in what Jake was getting up to.

As the ship finally arrived he called out for the ropes to be dropped and as the thick cords dropped, he caught them with ease and swiftly went about tying them down. He had done this so many times that it was just habit. Then the gangplank came over, and as he helped to lower it down his muscles rippled and gleamed from sweat in the sun. Completed, he stepped back and stood waiting to see who was arriving today.

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