The Stars and the Cookie Jar

Well, we'll see. Trying for the last push on this stupid book.

From The Seal Wife:


Joseph Merrow was a practical man, thirty years old and twenty years a fisherman. I had a house and he had a boat; what did he care if I bore another man's son?
His boat was the Green-Eyed Leah. He knew every pin and spar of her, and she was wife enough to him. He was not said to be an unkind man, and when he filled my house with his nets and hooks and salt-cracked boots I thought he might learn to love me. He brought me cod and mackerel and handfuls of shellfish; to our wedding in the little village church he came late, red-eyed and red-handed, and the ring he set on my finger was marred by sand and scales.
"Codfish are running," he said, to explain himself, and then he added, "wife."
He did not know my name, you see, until I wrote it beside his in the village book.


*collapses*

Well, now that's done. Just have to type it out.