Pier [DONE] (Patreon)

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"The air by the pier was warm and still.

The brothers stood there without much to say, each looking in a different direction. One was going over the route; the other was thinking through tools, supplies, and all the little things that could go wrong once the expedition began. Practical thoughts were easier. Safer, too.

Whatever lay between them could wait.

Brother things usually did."