“AHOY, IS ANYONE THERE?” I called out when I got to Marjorie Jane. I figured if we owned a boat, I might as well start getting used to talking like a sailor.
“We’re down here,” Scooter replied. “Wait until you see what we found.”
I climbed down the ladder, wondering if they had found a tasteful diamond brooch.
Scooter was jumping up and down with excitement. Well, not exactly jumping. When you’re a six-foot-tall man and the ceiling height is only six foot two, jumping up and down can be dangerous. It was more like extremely enthusiastic hopping.
“Hold out your hands and close your eyes,” Scooter said, finally coming to a standstill. Close my eyes? Hold out my hands? Maybe it really was a diamond brooch.
Scooter placed a flat, metallic object in my hands. It seemed kind of large and he
