Fiction

The Four Lighthouses (Why You Matter: A Story)

Have you ever thought about what it’s like to be a lighthouse? I have. Of course, I am a lighthouse, so I guess it’s only natural. I’m nothing special. Wide and a little on the short side, I’m not even 100 feet tall, though I do sit on the bluffs overlooking a very large lake. The lake gets a lot of marine traffic, most of it well to my west. I’m on the eastern coast, where a few ships glide by and storms rarely hit. The main marine channel is along the west side of the lake, and that’s where the bad weather tends to be the nastiest.