WHAT DID WE DO BEFORE Google? When you want to know the answers to questions you’re too embarrassed to ask anyone, like “Why is there lint in my belly button?” or “What’s a PFD?” Google is there for you. So I made a plan of action. Step one: stop at the marina office for more chocolate. Step two: go to the marina lounge for Wi-Fi.
Fortunately, Nancy wasn’t sitting behind the counter when I entered the office. I’m pretty sure a couple of flies followed me in. I looked at the rack where the chocolate bars were usually kept. Nothing. This was disconcerting. How was I supposed to execute step one of my plan?
Nancy came out of the back room carrying cans of soda. “Where’s all the chocolate?” I asked.
“It’s all gone,” she said. She set the box down and opened it with a pair of scissors.
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