Fragments Chapter 18 Page 8

way back to the canvas to work out the yellow into the red. All was well in the world again.

The next day they awoke late. After coffee, hand in hand, they left the broken down flat and walked on the nearby sea shore. The weather was clear and crisp. The waves crashing on the rocks was both inspiring and daunting. Jessie had a deep headache and somewhere deep in his skull he had concerns that his medication wasn’t enough to abate his moods. At the same time, he was concerned that they were too and he yearned to have a mood swing yet again.

Mary, holding his hand, could easily sense his sense of dis-ease but said nothing. Very little was left to say between them. That really is the way it should be with these two. A wordless comfort settled in as they