“Back home, we prepared the whole school for a hurricane and it never showed up. I swear, the students were disappointed. It was such a letdown. We’d planned all these games and overnights for the ones who couldn’t get home and poof, nothing. Life as normal.”
“But this,” I continued Steve’s thought, “Here we are, an unexpected surprise and a dead ship to go with it! Twice the fun.”
“Pass me the champagne, will you? Say, where’s Roger? Isn’t he supposed to be in here not touching anything too?”
“Oh he’s probably touching something all right. I just hope he doesn’t get caught, let alone spread anything. What I’m wondering is where’s my, I mean, the, cat? Last I saw she was on my bed with kittens.”
“What? I saw her when I came over here, heading down the hallway, but no kittens anywhere.
