“Oh, hi.” “Didn’t mean to scare ya.” I nodded toward the tumultuous, tumbling ocean. “She’s upset today.” He looked back out to the rough seas and gave me a quick smile. “It’s actually kinda pretty.” I scratched at my beard. “I’ve heard it called cruel, cold, rugged, hellish. The only people who call it pretty are the ones who end up staying.” He looked back out to sea and smiled.
