Home Again

Manny left a message in the morning. I can’t wait for you to come home tomorrow.

We walked along the beach and Fred played with the other dogs that were enjoying the sand and the sun, well, almost sun.

I left Phillip Island around midday, Tom seemed to want to go home. Besides, the island was full of people and to attempt to get off tomorrow would have been tortuous.

Manny was going to come to Phillip Island, but he wanted to get three days of gym in over the long weekend. I called him at four to say I was home.

“Well, get your arse over here,” he said. So, I did.