___________ 𝙋𝘼𝙍𝘼𝘿𝙄𝙎𝙀 𝙊𝙉 𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙃, 𝙏𝙒𝙊 𝙏𝙍𝙄𝘽𝙀𝙎 𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝙄𝙎𝙇𝘼𝙉𝘿, this are the words that Reagan Cromwell always heard since she was little. The Outer Banks was always split in two parts. Kildare Island is now an open war betwee...
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Agatha is a real bitch. The Island is completely covered with scrap from head to toes, there are fallen trees everywhere entirely on the ground, some leaves scattered here and there.
With my white bike i go straight along the big road, the wind passes through my hair, it feels nice, while my gaze is focused on the landscape around me, everything is a complete disaster.
After few minutes of biking i stop myself in front of Hayward Seafood place, the better place were you can get fresh seafood, when you come across this place you can smell the fresh fish.
As I park my bike on a green fallen tree, I notice all of the scrap on the ground, it almost feels like being in a landfill, "ugh i hate you Agatha" i say to myself as i look around.
There, a little further from me i notice Hayward the owner of this place and his son Pope who are trying to fix and clean up the crap that is all over the place.
The sound of my steps catches their attention, with a slight smile on my lips I approach them, the wind brushes my hair while i raise my hand greeting both of them.
"Do you need a hand?" I questioned as both of them looks at me, Hayward stops himself passing his left hand on his sweaty forehead.
"oh dear don't worry, we got everything under control" he responded genuinely smiling at me.
Obviously, being stubborn as i am, I decide not to give up, i try to get even closer by finding myself side by side with his son Pope who hasn't said a single word yet, he's shy, I've learn that long ago.
"I insist" I look at the man in front of me who nods "since you insist so much keep this" he hands me the broom that he had in his hands a minute ago.
Trying not to take a few splinters for the slightly ruined wood I press my lips together and grab the broom with both of my small hands.
Since I was a child, my mother has always taught me to help others, especially those who were much less fortunate than us. Unlike the rest of the people who live in my neighborhood I think people here are like all of us, actually they're nicer.
"Oh well, I'm leaving you guys here, i have to go inside to settle, i have to get back on business before tonight" Hayward pats his son's shoulder and smile at me as he goes inside.
I put my hair in a ponytail taking the hair tie that I have around my wrist.
I can notice Pope throwing a few glances at me, i do same, we both don't know how to start a normal and basic conversation.
