"Who is William? Your son?" She surveys the beach in all directions, there's no sign of anyone else there. No William, no anyone. He must be confused, or lost, the poor man.
"Sir, do you live around here?" Corrine pulls out her phone, thinking of calling 911. She's too far to go back for her car and she's not sure how successfully the man can walk. But Officer Thornton seemed all too threatening when he noted her tresspass at the Waterhouse before her ownership was official, and she's trying to stay under the radar this time around. So she hesitates. There's no need to be rash.
He looks too frail to be out here, looks like he hasn't had a warm shower in a little too long. So Corrine takes off her jacket and gently places it over his shoulders. "Can I call anyone for you?"
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Date: 2014-06-17 04:45 am (UTC)"Sir, do you live around here?" Corrine pulls out her phone, thinking of calling 911. She's too far to go back for her car and she's not sure how successfully the man can walk. But Officer Thornton seemed all too threatening when he noted her tresspass at the Waterhouse before her ownership was official, and she's trying to stay under the radar this time around. So she hesitates. There's no need to be rash.
He looks too frail to be out here, looks like he hasn't had a warm shower in a little too long. So Corrine takes off her jacket and gently places it over his shoulders. "Can I call anyone for you?"