05/24/2025 Snippet, BANSHEE BEACH.

I swore to a fine old gentleman today that I would at least finish revising a chapter of this tonight. And that I would get off my ass and get on with this damn novel.

Nothing bothered me for the rest of the night. Not even Lucas coming in later, because while I’d decided my evening was over he had shown no interest in ending his, just yet. He looked annoyingly refreshed and even somewhat coiffed the next morning, though.

“I ordered room service,” Lucas told me as he buttered a roll. “I even gave them money for it.”

“You paid those rates?” I asked with no little shock as I inhaled what was a pretty impressive spread. Including wonderful, wonderful coffee. “There’s places on the boardwalk, you know.”

“Oh, I didn’t pay,” Lucas told me. “Some people who were very bad at math last night paid. I was just holding their money until I could put it back in the local economy. Better it gets spent on room service than your bail.”

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