Donald, her brother, was seated before a small fire in the low old-fashioned fireplace at the back of their living room.
“Don!” she cried joyously. “You home?”
“Yep.” Big, broad shouldered, sea tanned, Don turned to smile at her.
“Don, I caught a halibut, a twenty-five pounder!”
“No?”
“I did.”
“Let’s see it.”
“I—I can’t. It went out to sea in my dory. But Don! I’ve got a new dory and a bigger halibut.”
“No?” Don rose.
“Come on. I’ll show you.”