CHAPTER 13 BELLY BUTTON LINT
I wasn’t sure what to do with the picture. Should I confront Penny? After all, she’d told me that she didn’t know Captain Dan prior to moving to Florida, yet according to the date stamp, this picture had been taken a few years before that. But if I did ask her about it, would she tell me the truth?
Amid all these questions, my stomach growled, alerting me to the fact that two cookies and a cup of coffee weren’t really going to cut it for lunch. I tucked the picture in my purse, filled up Mrs. Moto’s water bowl, gave her a quick cuddle, and headed to the boat to see if the guys were interested in fish-and-chips.
My head was reeling with thoughts of cowboys, cookies, and Penny’s poor taste in men when I ran into Ben.
“Weren’t you on Marjorie Jane with Scooter
