Saturday, December 30, 2006

The Bermuda Whalers: Chapter XXIV

Ben Hansen

Three days later, all that Grace had caught were two trout and, against all probability, a boot. By this time, the novelty had thoroughly worn off.
"So... Do you have any threes?" Ben asked Hugh, who'd just happened to have a pack of cards in his pocket.
"Ben, we're playing blackjack," Hugh replied.
"Oh... I'm bust then," Ben answered.
After a short pause, Grace asked "Do you hear that?"
"Yes," Hugh said.
"Sorta sounds like a rescue plane, doesn't it?" Ben added.

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