T. Lynn Ocean - Jersey Barnes 03 - Southern Peril - Plot & Excerpts
Every year, tourists seem to stick around longer than in previous years. Wilmington and the area beaches used to be a summertime destination, but now, out-of-towners keep visiting all the way through the holiday season. The day’s summerlike weather had drawn a good weekend crowd, and these folks were early risers. When I returned to the Block, Brad was at a table with Spud and his friends. And they were playing poker. Nothing like an early morning game of five-card draw. Bobby and Hal were dressed in a polyester version of Tommy Bahama tropical shirts and shorts. Trip wore all white, except for his socks, which were black. Spud’s wiry legs stuck out of blue-and-green-striped shorts that might have been swimming trunks. He wore a muscle shirt beneath a blinding yellow short-sleeved-button-down, unbuttoned and untucked. His feet were stuffed into orange neoprene slippers, the kind of shoes people sometimes wear on the beach so shells don’t cut their feet. Once I got beyond the collage of loud duds, I noticed an assortment of stuff in the tabletop’s center, and it didn’t consist of money or poker chips.
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