Steve’s shorts: The Lighthouse…

[Note from Steve: Sometimes vacations can bring surprises. Are you going on one this summer?]

Angela looked across the water where the waves crashed against rugged cliffs. A lonely lighthouse stood atop the cliffs guarding the entrance to the small harbor.

“Can I hike to that lighthouse?” she said to the wait person.

The older woman looked to where she was pointing. “Old Angus runs that lighthouse. He’s not one to welcome visitors. Keeps to himself, he does.”

“I’ll respect his privacy. I’m ju...