Why I Shouldn't Have Left Home That Day

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Why I never should have left home that day I’d always wanted to explore beyond Morrigil’s Point. There it lay in the distance with the waves crashing below the headland. Gulls wheeling in the sky. Sometimes, if I really strained my eyes or used binoculars, I could see a tiny white cottage just tucked onto a patch of green near the beach. I’d long had an obsession to visit that cottage. After that day, things were never the same again. It was like any other Sunday really. I awoke early to make my way to church and when I returned, I found my wife, Susan, preparing our usual Sunday lunch. My two sons, Peter and Will, helped me tend to the garden just like every other week and by the time we were done it was time to sit down to a pleasant family dinner. My wife announced that she and my children would be spending the afternoon at her mother’s and that I should only expect them to return until much later. After they had left, I found myself wandering through my house trying to find something to do. I had already read the morning paper and these days there wasn’t much to look at on television. As I sat down on our front porch overlooking the bay, I noticed that small white spec in the distance. The same small white spec that I had been longing to investigate for a while now. It was a small cottage that stood alone on a secluded beach. Before I could contemplate the consequences, I decided to finally make my way across the bay and investigate. I climbed into our small rubber-duck and tried to start the engine that had not been started for about 4 years. After some effort, and creative words, I got the engine going and I was on my way. As the small boat bounced across the silvery waters of the bay, I noticed a patch of heavy weather coming in from the South. They had said thunder showers were expected that night. The trip across the bay was long

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