“Why the yachts! They came in Saturday afternoon, anybody in Fishers
Haven would swear to that! And Michael said, don’t you remember, that
they only came into this harbor once a year!”
I gazed at Eve and then at Aunt Cal. And the mounting excitement I felt
was not only at the discovery that perhaps we had found a way to save
Michael but also at the fact that it was Aunt Cal who had pointed it
out to us!
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