“That way is not very sportsman like,” Zora said in a deep dry voice. I thought my André the Giant impression was much better.
“Knock that off; it’s game time,” I said.
Neka put the rope in his mouth, jumped over the side and we were off. There was a monstrous shark where the man had once been, and we lurched into an incredible speed. We caught up to the boat in a couple minutes. Neka turned into a bird, flew up to the railing, shifted form to a small unrecognizable monkey to tie off the boat to the back railing and was back in bird form before I took two breaths.
“That was quick,” I said.
“Told ya so,” Zora responded
The seagull looked big and kinda spiky, but I knew as much about birds as I knew about boats. It circled back and cawed twice. Do seagulls caw? Is that the right word?
