Chapter 1: The Gossip of the Sea
Every morning at six, Old Tamsin Reed climbed the spiral stairs to put out the lamp, and every morning the sea greeted her the same way: with news.
Today it was a rumour about a gull and a stolen hat. The gull, sitting on the railing in a hat, denied everything.
Tamsin had stopped being surprised years ago. The sea had a voice like gravel poured slowly from a bucket, and it could not keep a secret to save its tides.
That was the trouble. This morning, the sea had told her something it was not supposed to know.







