CHAPTER 10 WEEVILS
Chocolate. I needed chocolate to help me figure out what to do. A lot of chocolate. I started to worry that Nancy and Ned might run low on their supply of dark chocolate butterscotch crunch. They probably hadn’t counted on me being their biggest customer, no doubt followed closely by Katy and Sam.
As I walked across the patio to the office, I saw Mr. and Mrs. Diamond sitting at a table looking at some nautical charts and guidebooks. Probably their next adventure, I imagined. They seemed so carefree and happy together. Maybe that would be Scooter and me one day. Sipping on tropical drinks without a care in the world and making plans to sail Marjorie Jane to an exotic island.
Hopefully, Mr. and Mrs. Diamond wouldn’t end up like Jack and Sandy: a criminal mastermind and
