Cape Refuge
Chapter One
The air conditioner was broken at City
Hall, and the smell of warm salt air drifted through the
windows from the beach across the street. Morgan Cleary
fanned herself and wished she hadn't dressed up. She
might have known that no one else would. The mayor sat
in shorts and a T-shirt that advertised his favorite beer.
One of the city councilmen wore a Panama hat and flip-flops.
Sarah Williford, the newest member of the Cape
Refuge City Council, looked as if she'd come in from a
day of surfing and hadn't even bothered to stop by the
shower. She wore a spandex top that looked like a bathing
suit and a pair of cutoff jeans. Her long hair could have
used a brush.
The council members sat with relaxed arrogance,
rocking back and forth in the executive chairs they'd spent
too much money on. Their critics-which included almost
everyone in town-thought they should have used that
money to fix the potholes in the roads that threaded
through the island. But Morgan was glad the council was
comfortable. She didn't want them irritable when her parents
spoke.
The mayor's nasal drone moved to the next item on the
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