Sequel to Big Wednesday: Jaws 1993

Chapter One

Winter Swell, 1993

Chapter One

Matt stood by the window on the third story of the hospital.The ocean was barely discernible from this distance but the presence of abundant whitewater made it clear there was a big swell.

“How’s the swell,” Bear asked weakly, his hair now salt and pepper and deep crow’s feet around his eyes.

“It’s good Bear.”

“Did you call them Matt?”

“I did Bear… They’ll make it, they always do, friends show up for friends.”

“Good to know… good to know, and the swell, good swell… …I surfed it, Makaha 1958. That day in ’78 when you all distinguished yourselves as the best of the best.”

“Yeah, even with Lopez. The 15 year swell. The one that defined it.”

“How’s Peggy?

“She’s practically running this place now Bear. She’ll be in soon.”

“And Melissa? Sweetness?”

“She’s a surf instructor now down at the point. Raking it in on having fun. It’s hard to hold it against her. I just hope she uses her degree some time.”

“How bout the pool business?’

“I’ve got a couple of surf rats working for me now. They’re good when it’s flat, but, you know, like Waxer, with you.”

“You remember Bear, 67, then the war.”

And Matt said laughing, “He worked hard when it was flat.”

“My mind isn’t working like it did. He worked hard when he wasn’t taking breaks to surf.”

“Matt, did you call them.”

“Yeah Bear. They’ll be here.’”They’ll be here Bear.”

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