CHAPTER 11 DISNEYLAND
Scooter and I had a bit of a lively debate the next morning on the subject of Ben. He was convinced that I had taken the compass out of my purse the night we came back from the hospital and that it was lying around somewhere in the house. I was convinced that the compass had been in my purse when I left it by the anchor locker. The only reasonable explanation I had for its disappearance was that Ben had taken it. Scooter suggested that aliens might have abducted the compass.
I’m pretty sure he was being sarcastic. Personally, I think sarcasm is an unfair debating technique, especially before I’ve had my second mocha. I retaliated by eating some of Scooter’s precious Froot Loops for breakfast when he wasn’t looking.
In the end, we agreed that since I didn’t have any
