That was a fine joke. Billy shrugged and smiled, adjusting to the weight on his shoulder before setting off.

"It's fine. It's been a while since I've seen an ocean."

He stuck to the trail ahead, listening for the sound of waves and breathing in. The scent of salt in the air would lead him, and yes...there it was. The open space and light were very welcome.

"All right. What's the best fishing spot?"