I’d spent nearly sixteen years in Brockton Bay, living a half-hour’s walk away from the ocean and I couldn’t remember ever being on a boat.
Which is not for lack of trying on Danny’s part.
Well, I mean, he probably wasn’t trying to get Taylor on a boat, that would probably be much easier. But he was trying to get a boat running that Taylor would’ve gone on at some point. Probably soon after he got it running, to celebrate.
So, anyway, does this mean the meeting is taking place on a boat?
How sad was that?
Hehe. Maybe just a little.
But hey, I live near marble mines and I’ve never had the chance to mine marble… okay, bad analogy 😛
Also I guess the boat she’s clearly leading up to here might just be the means of transportation to the meeting spot, but I think it’d be cooler to have Hookwolf inviting his fellow villains to a personal yacht or something. It would certainly be fancier than the last villain meeting.
Heh, or maybe they’ll all have to cram into a single rowboat in the middle of the bay.
I mean, I was sure I’d been on a boat before. My parents had to have taken me on the ferry when I was a baby or toddler. I just didn’t remember any of it. My parents were introverts, by and large, and their idea of an outing had been more along the lines of a trip down the Boardwalk, a visit to the Market or going to an art gallery or museum.
Sounds kinda nice. 🙂
Maybe once in a while we’d go to something more thrilling like a fair or baseball game, but no… this was the first time I could remember being out on the water.
How about swimming? Did they at least teach you, or let the school teach you, how to swim?
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Now I’m imagining a much happier Danny swimming a slow front crawl alongside mini-Taylor. Maybe her mother too, swimming happily on the other side. And little Taylor, maybe 8-9 years old, swimming awkwardly in the middle with a big goofy grin…
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