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Letters to the Lighthouse We Never Built
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Mara drove to Saltreach the next weekend without telling Theo. The cliff path was overgrown but still there. At the top sat a low stone foundation, half-built and buried in grass. Someone had been here recently. A thermos sat on the wall, still warm.
Mara waited by the warm thermos until footsteps came up the path. It was Theo. He froze, then grinned. "I've been working this foundation alone for weeks, hoping you'd come." Mara picked up a trowel. They built the rest together that summer, and lit the lamp at dusk. Out in the harbor, boat after boat flashed their lights back.
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