
The low black schooner rested on a glassy Pacific until a faint breeze filled her immaculate sails. Farewell to the rolling sea, says I, once this suspicious little craft gives me a shore worth keeping. You step into this one-chapter preview with John Bumpus at the center, where choices turn on the people, promises, and pressure already in the room. The first reply was motion rather than a voice. The chapter closes on a continuation question rather than resolving the novel's larger arc.
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