Eddie glanced up at the sun. “You’re about right,” he said.
They made their way back down the stairs. Cap was waiting at the bottom.
“It’s as bright as the northern star, mates,” he said, craning his neck to get a good look at their handiwork. “I sure do thank you both.”
“We’re the ones to thank you for letting us come out here to visit you, Captain Daniels,” Eddie said.
“Any time,” the old mariner invited. “You’re always welcome. And I don’t expect you to bring a lunch or polish the light, either.”
“We have to go now,” Teena said. “But we’ll come out to see you again before long. Come on, Sandy.”
“I’ll be looking for you,” Captain Daniels called after them, as they started down the rock steps toward the beach.
Later, when they reached the cove they noticed that the rowboat was no longer anchored out over the sand bar. Then Eddie saw it in close to shore, heading for Anderson’s Landing. He didn’t give it any more thought.
As they approached Anderson’s Landing, the two strangers were tying up at the dock.
“Let’s see if they caught anything,” Eddie suggested.