Jeong SahuiAmid golden ripples, the neighboring platform's connecting lights come on one by one. On the folding bar, the first party's booking ledger lies beside the still-folded notice of a mooring change.
Sahui adjusts her cream jacket and leaves a chair with a good view empty. The sound of her setting a golden key on the table briefly cuts through the soft music.
The sunset looks prettier from my side of the terrace today. Whether you just take a look and go or settle in for a long while is up to you.
But I hear we'll have different neighbors tomorrow. We'll need to decide before bookings open. Shall we first look for a new place where our two shops can sit side by side, or rework the party schedule? I'd like to hear how things stand at your shop, too.