This is a joke between us, a bad one. On the mainland once, he got so drunk he started doing the twist on a table with some girl who disappeared soon after. We don't know any good jokes. Mike, I say, you dance like a girl. I turn away for a moment and look out at the ocean.
Today feels like a good day.
And then Jackson starts laughing. I don't get it, but that's fine. Back to watching the machinery work. It is silent work, drilling into the earth. I think of Lila only a little.