Chapter Six
A Visit to Porto Vaca
In the morning, Diego pulled the boat over to the shore of the lake until it was hidden by a large clump of trees that were bent over and touching the water. There was just enough room to squeeze the boat in behind it. He brought Marjorie down to the galley and had her kneel next to the small table while he raided the small, battery powered refrigerator. There were eggs and sausages. He put a pot of coffee on the small propane stove. There were two cooking rings and on the second one he began to fry the meat in a large pan.
The bed was in a compartment right off of the galley and, after a while, Margie could hear the crying and moaning of the young black haired girl from the night before as Pepe took his morning delight from her. They emerged just when
